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  1. Rec 10

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    If the look on Fugo’s face was anything to go by, she could see the ghost as well.

    “Shit,” Sheila, the worker with braids, said. “Ghost girl is legit.”

    Giorno straightened up. “I never lie.”

    “No,” Fugo said.

    “Man,” Mista laughed. “And here I was, thinking the edibles were just kicking in.”

    //there is a ghost in the local supermarket, and giorno giovanna is ready to do anything to tackle his unfinished* business.... even work retail.

    ///basically a straight-edge retelling of vento aureo (now with lesbians)

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    08 Oct 2019

  2. Rec *

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    Unable to cope with the stress of working for Giorno, Abbacchio accepts Buccellati's invitation to join him in his hometown.

    (fanart links moved to author's note)

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    27 Sep 2019

  3. Rec *

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    Buccellati looks at him. "Abbacchio. I can take it. Just fucking spar with me."

    "Is that an order, capo?" Abbacchio asks him, narrowing his eyes.

    Buccellati sighs and lifts his arms over his head to stretch. "No, Jesus. If you really don't want to, I won't force you to. But I'm not leaving you alone here and I figured sparring would be more fun than watching you destroy yourself with equipment I don't even know the names of."

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    Abbacchio copes.

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    22 Sep 2019

  4. Rec 86

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    He coughs a little and adjusts his head on his arms. Giorno doesn't make a move to leave, just stays on his back next to Fugo with his eyes closed. He's so fucking pretty-- his mascara-dark eyelashes sweep dark across his cheeks, the mascara a little dusty after hours of wear; his strange wild hair curls golden around his ears and neck; his mouth is open just a little, in the way that happens when you relax your jaw all the way. Even the subtle line of his nose knocks Fugo the fuck out. He could easily look at Giorno all day, eating and drinking replaced by memorizing the way his throat disappears into the collar of his soft pajama shirt.

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    Fugo and Giorno read Les Misérables.

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    21 Sep 2019

  5. Rec *

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    "No, no, he was not the devil. It is just that he was called Diavolo. … Well, maybe he was, I don't know," Giorno says. "Bene, he was the… director? Of Passione."

    "Boss," Fugo supplies him. "He was the boss."

    Giorno snaps his fingers at Fugo gratefully. "He was the boss. I should not care about him personally except that he made Passione sell drugs, and weapons. That's no good, you know."

    Jolyne slides her eyes over to Hermès, who is very resolutely looking at the road. She bites her lip. Jolyne thinks about the dime bag of weed currently sitting in the glove compartment. "Oh, yeah, for sure."

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    Giorno and Fugo visit the Florida crew. Jolyne figures some stuff out about herself, her dad, and Hermès.

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    21 Sep 2019