The first three JoJos and the last three JoJos give off vastly different vibes and it shows.
The first three JoJos and the last three JoJos give off vastly different vibes and it shows.
some more doodles
la squadnya (click for possible better quality)
Sub Bruno, calmly but angrily: just gonna warn you that if you stab Abbacchio there you are going to die
Dub Bruno, same scene: I WILL END YOUR BLOODLINE YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF FLUFF, YOU BUFFOON, YOU ARE NAUGHT BUT DIRT UNDER MY SHOE DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH HIM
LOOK! LOOK AT THIS! MY OC/SELF-INSERT (Limonata Rosa) AND GUIDO FUCKING MISTA! Thank you, @silyaren for your beautiful work! I have died and gone to heaven. FUCK.
Mafia Related Terms:
Capo - Head; Leader of a Team within Passione. Caporegime - Long Form of Capo Mafioso (s.)/Mafiosi (p.) - Member(s) of the Mafia Passione - Literal Translation is 'Passione', used as the name of a specific gang/mafia group in Golden Wind.
A Domani - See You Tomorrow Amico - Friend Aspetta - Wait Up Attenzione - Attention Binario - Binary Bravissimo - Very Good Bravo - Good Boy* Buon Giorno - Good Morning Buono - Good Calcio - Football Capiti - Got It/Understood Centrale - Central Certa - Certainly/Of Course/Sure Ciao - Hello/Goodbye Ciccio - Chubby/Fat* Cucciolo - Puppy Delizioso - Delicious Ecco Ti - Here You Are Esattamente - Exactly Famiglia - Family, Blood or Otherwise Folle Idiota - Crazy Idiot Fuori di Testa - Out of (Your) Mind/Crazy/Nuts Grazie - Thank You Grazie Mille - Thank You Very Much Hai Capito - Did You Understand?/You Know Idiota - Idiot Lira - Monetary Unit of Italy Until 2002, Replaced by the Euro Maledetto - Cursed Mammone - Mama's Boy Miseria - Misery (Used kind of like 'hell'?) Molto - Very Molto Buono - Very Good Molto Interessante - Very Interesting Moccioso - Brat Passeggiato - Walk/Stroll Perche - Why Pivello - Rookie Preg - You're Welcome Preso - Taken Ragazzi - Guys Ragazzo - Boy Scusami - Excuse Me Scusi - Excuse Me/Sorry Si - Yes Signora - Missus Signore - Sir Squadra - Team/Squad Strano - Strange Teppista - Thug/Punk Va Bene - All Right Vieni - Come
Cioccolato - Chocolate Torta alle fragole - Strawberry Cake Vino bianco - White Wine
Bastardo - Bastard Cagacazzo - Cagare + Cazzo = Shit Dick Cazzo - Dick/Prick/Fuck Cazzone - Big Dick Coglione (s.)/Caglioni (p.) - Balls/Asshole Culo - Ass Merda (s.)/Merde (p.) - Shit(s) Pezzo di Merde - Piece(s) of Shit(s) Stronzo - Piece of Shit Stronzetto - Little Shit Testa di Cazzo - Dickhead
* I'm having a hard time getting a straight answer on these particular ones, so lmk if they (or any of the other ones) need correcting!
+ I didn't do anyone's names because there are already lists with translations for those. Also didn't get anything I saw in writing (trash cans, posters, newspapers, etc...)
++ I'm dyslexic, and it's 4am; there are probably mistakes, but I did try to double check google translate on most of them.
+++ I'm not finished with Golden Wind yet, so I'll be updating this as I go.
Buccelati's Epic Troll Face! 😂😂😂
my skin is dry and my heart is heavy
Giorno: *doing paperwork*
Giorno: ...? *picks up phone* Hello?
Narancia: Heyyy, Giorno...
Giorno: Narancia, where are you? When’d you leave the room again...?
Narancia: I went to get pizza and I kinda, sorta got lost...
Giorno: ...What? Okay then, where are you right now?
Narancia: In Florida.
Narancia: I’m lost...
Narancia: So, uh, can you pick me up...?
Giorno: Oh, Narancia...
[breaks down your door n sits criss cross applesauce at the foot of your bed ]
hi wanna hear about my ideas for a part 5 au based on Hadestown
We're all slaves to fate.
Okay, but why aren't you following @jay-ezechiel ??? Her artstyle is amazing.
Thanks for the comic ❤️
Darius walks over to a man who was tied to a chair with the Devil’s Arrow in hand, eager to see what this arrow could do. He smirks once he gets close enough and stabs the man with the arrow, witnessing what would come next. The pillar saw as the limbs of the restrained man was being physically altered, parts of his body were being ripped apart to make newer body parts. Once the transformation was complete, Darius had noticed that the man had become a hybrid between a human being and a stand. The pillar seems pleased about this revelation and smirks. “More bioweapons to add to the list.” He says before getting a phone call from Thunderstruck. “Yes?”
“My master.” The userless stand says over the phone. “We need to have a debate about something that everyone else is talking about.”
The pillar is intrigued, but he won’t press his most trusted servant for more information. “Alright. I’ll be right there.” He says before hanging up and walking away from his restrained creation.
Anon asked: Oh my! I hope this follows the rules! How about a scenario where either Josuke or Giorno have a very bad dream and when they wake up, their S/O comforts them.
Hi there! I'm so sorry for the wait! I really did love writing this! I hope you dont mind that I picked Giorno! Thank you for the request! 💕
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TLDR; Giorno has constant nightmares and is often left awake in the middle of the night. However, his love is always there to comfort him!
Word count: 1.1k-ish
Tw: slight angst, but fluffy!
More after the cut!
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Giorno almost hated sleeping. He knew it was imperative to get a necessary amount of rest however, the nightmares kept him up more than he would like to admit. After assuming the position of the Don, he found himself dreading the night. The events that preceded his new role bore heavy on his shoulders. He didn’t try to avoid is problems, he was just better at ignoring them during the day. It was the night that so often riddled him with guilt. His significant other took note of his recent demeanor change and sought out remedies to cure his nightmares.
Tonight was no different; Giorno crawled into bed rather late — after reading in his study in hopes to fill his mind with silly fantasies to block the nightmares— and beside him lay his sleepy lover. He looked lovingly at the person next to him; the love of his life; his rock and support. They looked so peaceful in their slumber and he almost chose to get out of bed and sleep elsewhere. He felt like an utter burden to them as he knew their sleep schedule was affected by his nightmares. However, his love reminded him they were always there, and preferred for Giorno to lay with them: nightmares or not.
With a soft and gentle kiss on the cheek, Giorno wished his love a silent goodnight and sunk down into the bed. With a large exhale, he grudgingly closed his eyes to sleep. He knew what was to come, but he definitely couldn’t pull all-nighters, especially being in a position of power.
As Giorno expected, he awoke in the dead of the night with a violent jolt. His eyes shot open and his hands flew to his body, feeling around for any injuries. Once he checked himself, he rolled over to his love and examined them. Once he assured they were free of harm, he sat up slowly and clutched his chest. His breathing was slightly inadequate as he felt his heart beating rapidly. Giorno was able to calm himself down enough to gather his thoughts and mull over what happened in his nightmare.
Still shook at the thought, he glanced over at his love and noticed they were sound asleep still. His eyes lingered on their form as he watched their body slowly rise and fall with every breath. This sight alone brought him serenity. He was relieved, although still tempted to wake them for comfort; to be able to talk through what happened. Giorno slowly reached his shaky hand out to his significant other only to immediately pull it back. Against better judgment, he decided to let them sleep and figured leaving the room would be the best option. He quietly swung his legs out of bed and began to get up when a voice stopped him.
“Where do you think you’re going, Don Giovanna?”
Giorno's head whipped around to see his partner awake. They looked groggy as they wiped the sleep from their eyes. They wore a sleepy yet loving smile. They knew all too well why Giorno was wide awake at three in the morning. His lips curled into a small smile as he let out a chuckle at their nickname.
“[Y/N],” He began as his smile faltered slowly. “I’m sorry to have woken you. Love, please get some rest.”
He felt bad. They always woke up when he did in the middle of the night. Their sleepy and disheveled self always welcomed a distressed Giorno. They never once got mad or tried to shove him away; they always opened their loving arms to him. He was so incredibly grateful for their love, but he couldn't shake the guilty feeling.
Giorno turned back around to exit the bed when a warm hand grabbed his wrist. He looked over his shoulder to see [Y/N] staring up at him. They tugged his arm and began to crawl back to their side of the bed. Giorno wanted to fight their efforts, yet he couldn't. He crawled back into bed with them, defeated. They sat up against the headboard and pulled Giorno into their chest. He instantly wrapped his arms around their torso and rested his face in the crook of their neck. He inhaled [Y/N]’s sweet scent and felt his body relax a bit.
“Another nightmare, huh?” [Y/N] spoke as they tucked a strand of his hair behind his ear.
Giorno hummed in response, completely and utterly content in the arms of his love. Their arms brought warmth and comfort. “Thank you. I know we go through this constantly, but I appreciate everything you do.”
“What kind of lover would I be if I didn't?” they chuckled as they rubbed his arm. “Besides, you know I hate when you try to tough these out on your own. They can eat you up and I want to help you carry your burden, Giorno. I’m always here for you.”
Giorno sat up at the sudden usage of his name. Typically, they don't address him by his first name; it’s usually replaced by a sweet nickname. The closest they get is calling him ‘Don Giovanna’ but never his first name. He looked into [Y/N]’s eyes and he knew they were being serious. The glint of adoration and sincerity in their eyes made Giorno swallow hard; he was beginning to get choked up.
In order to avoid his brimming tears from falling, he cupped his love's face within his hands and caught them in a sweet kiss. The kiss was strong and full of emotions; he treated this kiss as though it was their last one. Their soft lips upon his molded perfectly; it was a match made in heaven. A match that Giorno would find nowhere else other than in this bed, at this hour of night. Upon pulling away, Giorno placed his forehead on his lover's and let out a breath he had been holding. [Y/N] let out a slight giggle as their hands gripped his wrists gently.
“What would I do without you?” Giorno asked, eyes closed. A smile began to form as a soft blush dusted his cheeks.
“I’m not sure, but,” [Y/N] began, as they pulled him back down in their shared bed. “You’ll never find out because you’ll never be without me.”
And with those sweet words, Giorno was able to fall back asleep with ease. He truly was thankful for their love.