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#Yandere Bruno x reader
abbacchiosbelt · 4 months
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Jjba Bruno prompt #24 with interrogation :)
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You're already shaking with nerves before you step into Bruno Buccellati's office. You'd only met him a scant few times after your family had come pleading to Passione for protection — and each time had unnerved you. His unnerving gaze seemed to hover on you when you were in his presence. You'd never willingly choose to stand in front of his office's doorstep, but a summons there by Bruno himself had forced your hand. Your family made it more than clear that saying 'no' wasn't a possibility.
Behind you sits some of his crew, their eyes burning into your back as you stand silently, your hand raised to knock. Your muscles refuse to let you move, and a bead of sweat begins to roll down the back of your neck. If you weren't sure your family would be punished for your disobedience, you'd turn tail and run as fast as you could.
Before you can move, the door in front of you swings open. You see Bruno seated behind his desk, and he beckons you forward with the crook of his finger. The question of how the door opened if he was sitting behind his desk was only a fleeting thought. You enter quickly and the door shuts seemingly by itself. Flustered already, you huff out a surprised noise, and you hear a low chuckle across the room.
He was amused by how nervous you were. Heat creeps up your neck as you swallow the verbal jab you wanted to throw at him. You hated Passione, and that extended to the man in front of you. It didn't matter that you'd heard good things about him from nearly everyone in the neighborhood - you refused to trust someone who aligned themselves with the mafia.
You finally come to stand in front of his desk. Though he was seated, it felt as if Bruno towered over you. His presence made the fight or flight instinct in your brain flare to life, and it was all you could do to not reconsider your earlier plan of running away.
"I assumed I wouldn't need to explain why I called you here today." Bruno offers no pleasantries as he immediately begins whatever it was he had planned to say to you. He doesn't give you time to reply, folding his arms on the table as he leans forward and continues to speak. "That blank look on your face when you stood at the door told me I was wrong."
You shift, uncomfortable. How did he know what you looked like when you were standing out there? Before you can question him, he gives you a look that keeps your mouth shut.
"Come here." Bruno gestures to his side of the desk, and you swallow thickly. What did he want? You follow his words, cringing inwardly at how easily you gave in to him. You hadn't even been able to choke out any words. He gives you an expectant look when you round his desk to stand before him. “No, not there, in my lap.”
You grimace, unable to stop yourself, and he smiles. "You really are naive. Your family didn't tell you what kind of deal they made, did they?"
You're pushed by an unknown force into Bruno's lap, awkwardly splayed across his legs. Your heart skitters in your chest, anxiety and fear clawing its way into your nervous system. It was all too much in such a short period of time when you hadn't even known why you were here in the first place.
You're held steady in Bruno's lap even though his arms remain on either side of the chair he sits in, his lips curled into a smile that made your skin crawl. "I suppose I shouldn't keep it from you any longer. When I told your parents of my interest in you, they jumped to find a way to make me happy." He pauses, letting his words sink in. "Today was the day we agreed you'd come into my possession, and in return, they'd get a hefty discount on their future fees."
"Wh-what? What the hell are you talking about?" You finally manage to find your voice, adrenaline surging. "You're lying. Just tell me how much my family owes, and I'll pay it."
Bruno begins to laugh, throwing his head back as if you'd told the funniest joke he'd heard in years. You don't know how to respond, wordlessly sitting on his lap until he finally stops.
"Sorry, sorry." He starts. "It's just, you really have no idea, do you? Your family owes multiple generations of debt. It didn't start with your family, but your parents were more than happy to pay their share by way of... well, you. And I told them I'd consider beginning to chip into their remaining debt if you behaved. I suppose they were too cowardly to tell you what they'd done before sending you to me."
Bruno sneers, as if they were the only ones making poor moralistic choices in the situation.
The pit in your stomach that had been growing before you'd walked into Bruno's office practically feels like a black hole now. You want to hold on to something, to grasp at something tangible, but any movement would put you closer to Bruno than you already were.
"Don't worry about them," Bruno interprets your silence as acceptance, unwilling to consider you'd feel any other way. "We'll make a new family. Together."
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Yandere Bruno headcanons
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(Not sure if i've already used this gif or not, tell me if I have.)
Tw: Murder, torture, kidnapping, yandere snap, unhealthy obsession, yandere themes.
Bruno's behavior as a yandere can change quite a bit, he can be fine at times. While at other times he wants to kill someone, or just torture them very badly.
At first he doesn't like the idea of kidnapping, but he eventually gives in to his protective tendencies .
You don't need to worry about him that much, he's pretty gentle and loving. But there will be times you will need to worry.
My man wouldn't lay a finger on you at all, maybe locking you in a room for a few days, but thats it.
He might kill a few people behind your back, when he's in a badder mood he might kill more then 'a few.'
Loves to cuddle with you no doubt, he likes to also give you little gifts.
When he snaps it isn't going to be pretty, many people will be dying.
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yandereencantosimp · 2 years
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Safe, only with me (Yandere Bruno Madrigal x fem! Reader)
@thefieryphoenix thank you for this request!
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You had been scared of what the future might of had in store for you, who knows what could happen? You could get killed, be homeless for the rest of you life, there could be many horrible things.
You had thought about seeing Bruno Madrigal many times, but you had heard some of the horrible tales about him. How a lady's fish had died because of him, a man losing his hair, a man growing a gut, and also he made it rain on his sisters wedding day. You didn't like the thought of something like that happening to you, you just couldn't risk it.
Unknowingly Bruno had been stalking observing you, for quite some time. He knew everything about you, and honestly it hurt you didn't want to see him, because of these stupid untrue story's. Bruno wished these things would just fade about him, but no, it was always going to be like this. Him always being the bad guy.
Bruno had to somehow get to you, he needed to prove that your were safe and only with him. All he wanted was you to be with him, to be loved for once in his life. And that was it.
So, he done the next simple thing, kidnapping borrowing you. He didn't have any choice, Bruno needed you. He needed to reassure you that you were safe. Your vision was faded and blurry, someone had knocked you over the head, and took you. "Are you awake?" You heard a innocent male voice say assuming to you, you groaned, "w-where am I?" you asked your eye lids only half opened, "you are in the walls of Casita!" was that who you thought it was, Bruno Madrigal? You knew something was going to happen, now you have been kidnapped by Bruno Madrigal! "Y-your the man that made all those curses happen!" you blurted out, "look kid, all those stories, they were accidents!" Bruno replied seeming slightly offended. "Now, I have heard about your little problem of being scared of your future and what might happen. But, i can fix that!" suddenly the scrawny man created a circle out of sand, and then he held your hand. Bruno's eyes turning a bright emerald green, making you feel a bit uneasy about the whole thing, things started to appear. W-wait was that you and him getting married? No, it can't be. The rest of the images, only showed you and him, wait n-n-no this can't be right can it? But unfortunately for you it all was gonna happen, and you couldn't do anything about it. Bruno suddenly spoke, "see, your fine nothing bad is going to happen to you, and your with me and safe only with me, " he told you in a possessive type of tone, but a hint of reassurance. "It's all going to be fine" Bruno repeated. Eventually you fell asleep, but you should still be worried.
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Hello, I did not want to disturb but I wanted to know how the stands of Bucci-Gang + Trish and Diavolo would behave in front of their beloved?Since they are manifestations of his soul, they would also show his Yandere side, sorry if it is a lot of work and I love how you write
*just so everyone knows I keep a lot of asks and hope to eventually write them later if I really like the concept…even if it may literally take an eternity to get to them*
So since this is Yandere focused I’m going to lean on that, but you’ll get to see the expressions of obsession as I write.
Yandere Bucciarati Group + Diavolo and Trish’s stands reacting to their darling
Bruno Bucciarati
Generally speaking Sticky Fingers particularly seems to “stand guard” around you. It’s fingers sometimes float across your skin, gentle touching. But at a moments notice is quick to use its ability if Bruno even suspects you trying to escape or pull something. There are times where you feel it grab your arm and drag you closer to its master.
Leone Abbacchio
Since his stand doesn’t really have offensive capabilities, it tends to like also hanging around you. Though if Abbacchio really insists on you not leaving his side, Moody Blues will do its best to keep you still. If he decides to use his ability depending on where you’re at, it does it relatively quickly and quick to pause with precision if it’s something like seeing your face sleeping at night. Simply watching you seems to be one of its favorite things to engage in.
Guido Mista
The Sex Pistols pretty much adore you, even the troublemaking number stops being a nuisance when you’re around. If you can see them, they insist on you feeding them when mealtime comes around. They may slightly pester Mista saying you’re better at doing so simply for holding food a certain angle. He enjoys this as much as the pistols do, and even if you can’t see them and feed them they still generally cheer when you’re around. if anyone outside the gang and Mista himself, they’ll end up reacting somewhat hostile. Snide or sarcastic remarks if someone tries to romance you.
They’ll also pester Mista if he hasn’t seen you in a few days due to a job or something he had to take care of on his own.
Narancia Ghirga
Aerosmith’s flight patterns seemingly change course a bit when you’re around Narancia. Out of protective instinct, it seems to fire it’s bullets/weapons more aggressive if you’re in any sort of immediate danger. Or if Narancia is tracking, Aerosmith seems to get a quick reading on you, fast. For some reason if the stand was used casually, the way it would fly around would be akin to something at an air show. Presenting the way Narancia may be excited to be with you.
Pannacotta Fugo
Purple Haze is interestingly affected by Fugo’s obsession for you. It stops obsessing over its arms, drooling minimizing to almost nothing. It’s aggression in battle nearly quadruples, out of getting rid of anything that Fugo considers a threat. So there’s times things may or may not get out of control or on the other end of the spectrum killing something with almost unusual precision . But it settles once knowing you’re safe, this may or may not exhaust Fugo occasionally. Under the surface Purple Haze would be pleased if you came to check on Fugo out of concern.
Giorno Giovanna
Gold Experience and Giorno are pretty much in sync almost constantly. It generally likes to express certain flowers that evidently have deep romantic meanings as a gift. It’ll daze you in a heartbeat if you try to sneak off somewhere, giving way to its stand master taking care of you for a few hours. Generally it seems to enjoy kissing your hand, and occasionally turning an object into a small animal for you. It doesn’t hesitate to turn something that you own into an animal to track down either if it means being in your presence again.
Aromatherapy is another thing it seems to do with plants, especially after Giorno figures out what your likes, dislikes, (and potential allergies) are.
Requiem is basically game over for any escape attempts with a stand, and even if you’re hesitant takes some effort to try and comfort you. Caresses and touches that would be comforting in a normal context that’s not having you run in terror from a mafioso.
Diavolo
Due to his violent tendencies and tactics, King Crimson is intense in presenting Diavolo’s dark desires. It’s touches are tight and unbelievably strong, that it tends to leave bruises on your body. Erasing time is smooth and precise, inducing confusion from trying to escape Diavolo. The stand is of course as impulsive as it’s stand master, your legs are broken or are knocked out as quick as your thoughts to wander.
Trish Una
Spice Girl has some impulsive traits that King Crimson does, as much as Trish probably doesn’t want to admit it. This stands intensity shines through sitting on your lap, arms around your neck. Not caring in the slightest if you can see it or not. It gives faint phantom kisses on your cheeks, and certainly uses its abilities to keep you in place no matter the area. It tends to also enjoy having you match Trish someway, even the smallest accessory it enjoys seeing Trish put on you to coordinate. Like you and her were meant to be.
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Just a thought I had with JJBA but here it is
Yandere Little Red Riding Hood JJBA AU
Bruno is the Hunter, Risotto or Diavolo who is the Big Bad Werewolf and Reader is little Red Riding Hood who’s off to take care of her sweet boyfriend Doppio, who came down with a fever? (It’s not a cold, he’s in heat)
I really, really love your JJBA Fantasy AUs (I always read them when I get that wonderful JJBA itch that needs to be scratched)
Aww thank you I'm so glad you love the aus.
But you tried making me choose who was gonna be the big bad wolf. And guess what?
I chose both.
I don't really know how to end this, maybe three separate endings? Rn I wanna see what you think (anon if you want a say send me a msg or another ask)
Out too late (yandere Doppio/Diavolo, Risotto and Bruno X female reader)
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Warning: attempted noncon
You looked up at the evening sky to see the clouds that had drenched the earth in rain fade. You had waited all day for the rain to stop so you could make your way deep into the woods to your beloved Doppio's home.
He'd sent you a letter the other day. Writing about how he was ill and that it was not best you come til he was well again.
Yes, better judgment would agree but you could only imagine how horrible he felt stuck alone in that cottage by himself. So you had spent the morning preparing him food. Even if he refused to have you over that way you'd know he would have the food to help him recover.
So you put on your hood, grabbed the basket of food, and headed out the door. You didn't worry about the dimming sky as you knew the trail and the full moon would light your way home if you were out too late.
You followed the dirt path into the woods as you had many times before, however, you stopped as you noticed a beautiful patch of flowers just a little off the path. Surely Doppio would appreciate them you thought as you stepped into the tall grass and made your way to them.
You began to pick them until the snap of a twig caught your attention. You turned your head to see Bruno, the local hunter. You knew him fairly well but that wasn't hard in a village like the one you lived in.
“(Y/n) What brings you out in the woods this late?” He asked you with concern in his voice.
“I'm off to deliver some food to Doppio, he's been unwell for the past few days” you explained.
“Then you should make haste, the full moon brings the worst of creatures out at night” he warned.
“I'll be fine” you assured him as you stood back up and made your way back to the path.
“Wait!” He yelled as he ran towards you.
“What?” You asked.
“Here, take this. If anything happens don't hesitate to use it” he said as he pulled out a small hunting dagger.
“And stay on the path, I just laid the rabbit traps” he warned.
“Thank you but I doubt I'll need it,” you told him.
“Just take it, if anything were to happen to you I'd only have myself to blame,” he told you as he put the dagger in your hand.
“Alright,” you sighed.
“Thank you” he thanked you before you both left your separate ways
At this point, the orange sky was apparent even in the thick forest.
You put the dagger and flowers in the basket. And made a sprint down the path. It was getting darker a lot quicker than you anticipated.
You ran deeper and deeper into the forest. So caught up in the hurry you hadn't noticed the person in front of you until you crashed into them. The impact caused you to fall to the ground while they remained unfazed.
“I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there” you apologized to them as you looked into the back to make sure everything inside was fine. Then you looked up to who you'd bumped into and your heart nearly gave out.
He was tall and broad with white hair and eyes you'd never seen before, red irises, and black sclera staring intensely at you.
“You answer my questions and I'll let you go” he coldly demanded.
“I doubt I know anything about whatever it is you're after,” you told him.
“I know you know something, I can smell it” he snarled. You crawled back but he only moved closer til your back was against a tree.
“Where's your partner?” He asked with grit teeth.
“Why do you want to know?” You retorted.
“He's caused me nothing but trouble lately, always getting in the way of my hunts. I haven't been able to see him but I know his scent and you're covered in it” he explained as he leaned down a little, pretty much caging you between him and the tree.
“You've got the wrong person, my partner doesn't hunt. He wouldn't hurt a fly” you tried to reason with him.
“You clearly don't know him well enough if you believe that” he snarkily replied.
He had a look in his eye that you didn't like. Like a wolf eyeing down its prey before the final blow.
“Actually… what would he do if something were to happen to you?” He continued.
This situation was getting worse by the second. You had to get away from him.
“I don't know anything, I'll give you money just please let me go” you plead as you reach into the basket for the knife Bruno had given you. You felt so stupid for insisting you'd be alright.
“I don't need money, perhaps you'd-” he was quickly cut off as you plunged the knife into his thigh. He didn't react. Instead, he pulled the knife out, wiped his blood off it on his pants, and put it back in your hand.
“Go home now, if you're still here at night you'll get killed,” he told you as he stepped away.
You quickly stood up and darted towards Doppio's house as it was probably too late to get to yours in time. Whoever that man was he was clearly not to be messed with but you wondered about his whole smell deal. There was no possible way he could have that strong of a sense of smell. Was he just lying to get the answer he wanted out of you?
You looked back to see if he'd followed you but it seems he hadn't. So you continued your way towards Doppio's house.
Once you arrived you knocked on the door but didn't get a response. You turned the door handle and it wasn't locked so you let yourself inside and put the basket on the dining table before heading towards his room.
“Doppio, it's me (Y/n). I know you told me not to come but I thought I'd at least bring you something to eat.
“(Y/n), you came?” A voice deep and strained spoke.
“Doppio you're voice, it sounds so hoarse” you commented.
“Yes I know… my throat is so raw… and swollen” he replied. You could hear his labored breathing as he spoke.
“And you sound out of breath, have you been resting?” You remarked.
“Yes I have been resting… but it feels like there's an anvil on my chest” he replied.
“That's horrible, I'm glad I came with food. You're probably struggling to do anything right now” you told him.
“Do you want me to bring you the soup I made? You've probably got two servings in the jar I brought” you asked.
“Yes… but first I want to see you” he said.
Feeling bad for him, you opened his bedroom door. You walked and couldn't see anything.
“Doppio it's so dark in here,” you remarked as you tried to make your way to his bedside in the darkness.
“My eyes have been hurting… so I closed the curtains” he explained.
“I'll open them now if you don't mind?” You said but then you were pushed onto the bed. Forced to lay on your stomach as a large hand? (It didn't feel exactly like one) pushed you down. This wasn't Doppio.
“Hey, what's the meaning of this? Let me go!” You screamed.
“aww so you're what Doppio's been trying to hide from me?” the same voice you'd assumed was Doppio's said.
“Who are you and what did you do to Doppio?” You demanded an answer from them.
“You don't have to worry your pretty head about Doppio, he's fine” they responded.
“And my name is Diavolo” he continued. You could feel their saliva dripping onto the back of your neck.
You attempted to thrash out of his grip before he pushed you further into the mattress. His free hand grabbed your wrist. It wasn't a hand, or a human at least it had padding and fur like an animal's.
“Let me go” you begged.
“Unfortunately I can't let that happen… you so happened to come right during mating season for us werewolves” he explained.
“You're lucky that the other one didn't take advantage of you earlier,” he commented.
Werewolves! You had scoffed at such a claim but it was undeniable now. You trashed again this time managing to escape. You bolted straight to the door. You turned back to see the brownish-pink werewolf chasing behind.
You opened the door threading to tear it off the hinges. Your blood went cold as you saw another werewolf at the door. Its fur is a snowy white. You noticed the wound in its thigh. Dear God, it was the man from earlier. You screamed and tried to find another exit but there wasn't.
You were trapped here with two werewolves right in the middle of their mating season. You were quickly snatched by Diavolo and held close. You cringed at the feeling of his erection pressed up your back but were too scared to even move.
“I'm ending this now, you've alluded me for far too long” the white werewolf spoke with a hiss.
“You really think you can beat me, you're lucky that you haven't died yet” Diavolo responded before he noticed the wound on his thigh.
“Aww did my little mate do that to you?” He mocked as he held the side of your head, his palm was as big as your head.
“Let go of me, I'm not your mate” you whined as you struggled. The white werewolf snarled in response as he charged forward.
You screamed once more as Diavolo dropped you and attacked. The two dug their claws and teeth into each other as they wrestled.
You watched them carefully. Waiting for a chance you could safely run to the door. They rolled into the kitchen, breaking the table in the process. You took your chance and sprinted towards the door only for one of them to grab your ankle, claws digging into you painfully. You fell to the ground, feeling the shock of the impact in your arms that had tried to break the fall. You screamed out in pain before turning back.
“Where do you think you're going?” The white werewolf growled as he dragged you closer. You realized that Diavolo had stopped attacking him.
“Let go of me!” You yelled as you tried to get him to let go.
Diavolo grabbed your arm and they pulled you back inside. Clearly you were a bigger priority than their feud.
“Please let me go” you pleaded. You were shaking at the thought of what they would do to you.
Then you were deafened by a gunshot, then a second as the werewolves fell back. You stood under and tried to leave only to bump into someone. You looked up to see Bruno who quickly wrapped his arm around you and yelled something. You couldn't hear him through the ringing in your ear.
He then took your hand and you ran with him. When the ring stopped you spoke.
“I'm sorry for disregarding your warning,” you told him.
“I don't think either of us were expecting to encounter werewolves” he replied.
“What were you even doing out this late?” You asked.
“I was checking the rabbit traps, then I heard screaming and that's how I found you” he explained.
You two ran until you arrived back at his home. He quickly sat you down before grabbing some alcohol and a cloth to clean the wound left on your leg.
“Again I have to thank you for saving me, if you hadn't killed them who knows what they would have done to me,” you said.
“I didn't kill them, only incapacitated them. The only way to kill them is to use silver” he explained as he began to dab the wet cloth on your wound, causing you to his in pain
“How did you even manage to live for as long as you did? They could have torn you apart in seconds” he asked. A shiver went down your spine as you remembered what Diavolo said.
“One of them… they mentioned this was werewolf mating season” his head shot up with a look of horror on his face.
“Oh no… “ he stood up, leaving the cloth hanging on your leg as he made his way to his bookshelf. He grabbed out a book and started flicking through it.
“There has to be something in here” he muttered as kept reading through.
“What are you looking for?” You asked nervously.
“A way to get rid of their scent, we may not be able to smell it but they can and they'll hunt you down” he explained.
“How do you know so much about werewolves, and why do you have books on them?” You asked.
“I like researching myths and folklore in my spare time. However, we've seen now that werewolves are no myth” he replied.
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noaltbruh · 5 months
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@multifandom-hcs Hope you're having a good day too! :))
Bruno and Hermes dating hcs ❤️
Hermes 💋
Chaotic gf. I don't know if you're an introvert or an extrovert, but she will most definitely be more hyped than you for anything.
Loves to try new things with you and go on all sorts of date! From carnivals, to road trips, to that one random place you saw and you're not quite sure if it's a restaurant or a sex shop, but you'll find out together!
Wakes you up at three am. because she just got an idea for what you could do together and you have to do it NOW.
Big on PDA, she's constantly touching you or holding you near her even when you're in public, HECK ESPECIALLY when you're in public.
Loves to show you off to the Stone Ocean gang and can't shut up about how great her partner is.
Definetely teases you and gets even mushier with you if she sees you getting shy.
She'll speak up and stand up for you in any situation, whether that is a stand battle or someone cut in line in front of you.
Always has the biggest grin on her face as soon as she sees you.
Loves to drag you in troubles, but she honestly just wants to have fun with you. Don't worry, if things get out of hand, she knows how to handle policemen.
I think her kisses would be a bit rough, like you can just feel how eager she is to feel her lips on your body.
Is literally always complimenting you and your look, calling you hot, beautiful, handsome, pretty...Whatever you prefer!
"Breath taking as usual, caro/cara!" "I'm...Literally in my pajamas" "Your point?"
Shoplifts for you, I'm sorry. Like- maybe you just saw a cool jewel in a shop and told her you liked it, without really thinking much about it. The next day, you find that exact jewel at your front door.
Opens up about her past and how much she misses her sister, it's one of the few times she genuinely seems sorrowful.
Would love you even more if you accepted to visit her sibling's grave with her. She might cry on your shoulder, so please comfort her.
On a more optimistic note, if she visits her on his own, she even talks to her and you and how awesome you are.
She lets you keep your stuff in her tits without even having to ask her, it's just routine for you two by now.
Loves to do your makeup. Alternatively, if you don't wear it, she still asks you if she can try it on you because she's fully convinced you'd look great with it.
VERY flirty and completely shameless about it, no matter who is watching.
Can't cook lol, but she will gladly take you to any restaurant you like and she'll offer to pay for both of you!
...Yeah, pay.
Bruno 🤐
The boyfriend ever.
He's so romantic and gentle he literally makes me want to cry because he's so perfect and VSGABCAHZCSS.
Just being near him makes you feel safe, you'll never have to fear being judged as long as this man is your partner.
He's calm and understanding. No matter if something is troubling you or you're simply in a bad mood just because, he'll never lose his patience with you.
Encourages you in everything you do, whether that is a small task or a lifelong goal you're trying to pursue, Bruno will always be ready to support you and help you in any way possible.
Might be a bit busy from time to time due to his job, but he makes you to call and text you anytime he gets the chance too. He loves hearing your voice and he wants to be sure that you're doing alright.
He never closes a phone call without an "I love you, tesoro" at the end.
Will make up for the time he missed once he gets back home. He'll do whatever you want to and there aren't limits to how much he's willing to spend for his love.
Do you want to go on a trip to France for the weekend? He already has two tickets and a reservation in the best hotel of the city.
Remember that very fancy restaurant in the city center? Guess who has already reserved a table for two with a beatutil view on the entire city?
Truthfully, however, Bruno enjoys anything as long as he gets to spend it with you. Despite his role in the mafia, he also loves simpler, everyday life with his partner.
Even just going to the local market to buy something together makes him so incredibly happy, and gives him a sense of normality in the mess that's his life.
Not super big on showing affection in public, at least not as much as Mista or Narancia- but he always maintains even a small touch between you.
He loves to hold your hand as you walk, lets you hold on to his arm, or he wraps his arm around your waist.
Way more touchy and flirty in private. Bruno is smooth and knows excabtly where to provoke you or what to tell you to make you blush.
He puts his hand under your chin or on your cheek if you were to look away from him. You can see his proud, little smirk on his face.
The best cook in the gang, male wife material. His fish dishes are the best you'll ever try in your entire life.
Speaking of that, he'd love to go fishing with you. It reminds him of the time he spent with his father and sees it as a way to continue his family traditions. After all, you are his future wife/husband.
He has the kindest look on his face while explaining to you how to fish and it makes me want to explode.
He loves to massage your shoulders, for some reason. Maybe because it helps you relax, but it just feels very intimate to him.
He rubs your back and kisses you on the forehead whenever he hugs you. His embrace is warm and you wish you never had to let go.
Gives you flowers or any sort of gifts on the most random occasions. Don't worry, buddy, you didn't forget and important date, he's just a sweetheart and wanted to give you a present to make you smile.
Also, since you're dating him, you'll now have to take care of five children, aka the gang. I'm sorry, but you did this to yourself the moment you became his partner.
Don't worry, Abbacchio will help you... Perhaps.
On a more serious note, Bruno would love to have a family with you in the future. This man is MADE to raise children, adopted or not, anything is fine for him.
He thinks you'd be a great parent, but of course, if you don't want to be, he'll never force it on you :)
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Yandere Bruno Bucciarati headcanon
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Bruno is best milf
Bruno would be a manipulative, protective yandere who wants to protect you.
He would know how bad the world can be.
And how good your presence makes him feel.
Bruno definitely became a Yandere because of his childhood.
What happened with his parents is hard for a child to deal with.
Bruno just wants a family.
A family with you.
You are the best partner he could wish for.
Bruno starts the manipulation.
He would tell you how much he loves you and that because of that you are no longer allowed to go out, talk to your friend and be free on the internet.
This man is really convincing.
And soon you notice that you face problems, financially, at work and with people.
But don't worry because Bruno is there to help you.
You will receive a lot of love and expensive gifts.
No one really dares to approach you.
Everyone knows you belong to Bruno.
Bruno would like to have children with you.
He doesn't care if they are biological or not.
Adoption is always a solution.
In general, he is really caring.
But if you refuse his love, Bruno starts to get irritated.
Maybe he zips your mouth shut... or makes sure you can't use your legs/arms.
Don't worry things will go back to "normal" when you start "behaving".
Not even death can stop this man.
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ddarker-dreams · 11 months
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Calcified Cage.
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Yan Bucciarati x F Reader x Yan Fugo.
A glimpse into a "bad end" from Scarlet Ribbons.
Warnings: Yandere themes, unhealthy relationships, implied power imbalance. Word count: 1.5k.
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Pannacotta Fugo knew on an intrinsic level that nothing good was to come from this private meeting with Bucciarati. 
For someone who prefers to make judgments on empirical merit, this odd bout of premonition felt uncharacteristic, further adding to his unease. For all intents and purposes, it shouldn’t be anything out of the ordinary. Bucciarati often consulted him in private over various Passione concerns. 
In private, yes, but never in the total seclusion of his humble home along Napoli’s outskirts. 
Fugo can count the number of times he’s been here on one hand. Normally, if Bruno needed to discuss an issue with Fugo, he’d ask him to stay behind after the gang finished eating their meal at Libeccio. The mixing of business and home life is considered taboo in this profession. Although Bucciarati is a bachelor who lives by himself, Fugo figured that he adhered to this unspoken virtue on principle alone. 
When Fugo finishes reading the letter in his grasp, it’s no longer a mystery why his leader has taken these precautions. The paper trembles like a leaf in the wind, Fugo’s grasp on it weakening. 
“You understand what this means, don’t you?”
Bucciarati’s voice sounds far away, despite his position a few feet across the table. Ringing resounds in Fugo’s ears, quiet at first, yet building in an all-consuming crescendo. The melody it weaves is melancholic at its core. A tragedy cast by the indifferent divine, thrusting him into the spotlight, where he stumbles through his lines as a lead character. 
He has to tell himself to breathe. 
Inhale. 
For if what’s written crawls into reality— 
Exhale. 
—He’ll no longer have a reason to.
Fugo downs a glass of water his host generously had the forethought to provide. His fingers grip the rim tight enough that his knuckles nearly turn as white as his complexion. 
“Are you asking for my legal counsel?” he manages to get out. There’s a rasp in his voice that he can’t hide, regardless of his best efforts. He can feel his collected mask melting from his face like wax on a candle. There won’t be any welding it back into place once it’s gone. It’ll require time to mold one in its predecessor's likeness — time he most certainly doesn’t have.
“No,” Bucciarati gives an answer he somehow already expected. “I want to hear your personal opinion.” 
“My… personal opinion? Is that really necessary?”
“It is.” 
It shouldn’t be. This is about as black and white as a dilemma can get. Trying to mix the colors on a palette to form gray would be impossible; a fool’s wish. The shades are so diametrically opposed that he’d sooner find success in combining oil and water. 
His esophagus burns like he’d just drunk hard liquor instead of water. 
“This is… good,” he fights back a wince at the wooden delivery, “For— for her, I mean.” 
Something tells him that even if he had put on the performance of a lifetime, Bucciarati still wouldn’t have believed him. 
“For her,” Bucciarati echoes dryly.
Fugo inwardly curses his clumsy word choice. There’s no point in concealing his cards, he may as well have just laid them all out for Bucciarati’s viewing pleasure. He loosens his tie. The quiet intensity radiating from Bucciarati is suffocating. He’s reminded then that while he greatly cares for and respects the man sitting across from him, Bruno Bucciarati is, at his core, a mobster. 
And there’s nothing more dangerous than a mobster who feels his family is under threat. 
You are, in essence, the heart of Bucciarati’s ragtag team. 
This letter is proposing to transplant you into another body. An objectively healthier body. 
To do without you would be to live as a dead man walking. 
Fugo feels the phantom pain as if his chest cavity was being split in half by spectral hands. No anesthetic, no scalpel. Just raw, brutish force. Your nonsensical questions he pretends to find irritating are his veins. The blueberry pancakes dutifully arranged in a smiley face on his birthday, the arterioles; how you reach for his hand in crowded areas so as not to get lost, the capillaries. 
You are snowball fights and hot cocoa in the winter, beach trips and shared gelato in the summer. 
(“I can’t ever decide which flavor I want,” you’d lament, wilting all the while. It never took long for you to blossom again. “I know! Fugo, get this flavor, and I’ll get this one. That way I can try both!” 
He’d sigh and pretend to consider it as if he hadn’t made up his mind the second you smiled at him. “Fine. I’d rather not hear you complaining if you ordered something you don’t like, so… just this once.” 
“Just this once,” you repeated. 
He’s never turned down your request in the times you’ve asked since). 
Bucciarati leans back in his seat. He crosses his legs, folds his hands onto his lap, and smiles. Fugo is so put off by this shift in demeanor, the dissonance both perplexing and unsettling him. He sets the damning paper down for the temporary reprieve straightening it out provides. It points west, toward the window behind Bucciarati, where the sun’s final rays for the day crawl through. 
“You love her,” Bucciarati says it as casually as one describing the weather. 
Fugo’s entire body goes numb. 
“... I do.” 
“Do you love her enough to make her hate you?” 
He’s been on the defensive throughout this entire interaction. He’ll allow himself one retort, one provocation. 
“Do you?” 
The softening of Bucciarati’s expression says it all. 
“We shouldn’t be having this conversation if I didn’t.” 
Right. Fugo isn’t sure if this is a conversation so much as it is an interview, his most pivotal test since joining Passione’s ranks. For once, he didn’t need to study. Passing with flying colors isn’t the issue. It’s deciphering the purposefully cryptic manner that Bucciarati has been conducting himself that poses an obstacle. 
However, when he stares into Bucciarati’s resolute eyes, he thinks he might be starting to crack the code. 
The promise he made to himself to reprise his role of an obsequious soldato is broken as easily as it was made. 
“Forgive me for being blunt, Bucciarati,” he means it too, “But what exactly are you getting at here?” 
“I won’t be able to conceal this for long.” 
Nausea swirls inside him and bile claws its way up his throat. He swallows it down, despite how dry his mouth feels. 
“The way I see it, we have two choices,” Bucciarati takes a deep breath. Pausing like this must mean he doesn’t savor the flavor of what he’ll say next. “Her happiness or ours.” 
It’s debt that brought you into Passione and debt that’ll keep you here. Fugo considered how you were taken advantage of in such a desperate position truly unfortunate. Cruel, even. The offer of a loan that’d take considerable financial strain off your family. You didn’t know to look for jargon that’d increase the interest rate to something unholy, Passione was clever like that. 
The worst mistake of your life is what led you to be the best thing in his — and so many others would attest the same.  
However…
You are bright, but even the most radiant light is destined to flicker. 
Living under the same roof as you for two years has taught Fugo much. He sees it, how you hesitate to take the phone when he tells you your parents are on the line. He hears the telling hitch in your voice when you spin another falsehood about why you can’t come home for the holidays again this year. He feels the wetness on your pillowcase when he goes into your room to retrieve a book you borrowed from him. 
Your debt is what shackles you here and this letter is offering to break the chains. 
You've successfully won over many key individuals during your tenure. The would-be benefactor who penned this letter — Signore Conti — had deep influences and even deeper pockets. His wife had taken a particular liking to you during a bodyguard assignment. She must've caught wind of your predicament somehow and beseeched her husband to intervene.
Fugo sighs and runs a hand through his hair. "There's really no other way?"
"I'm open to suggestions, Fugo."
Questioning Bucciarati's resolve is just a weak attempt to stall for time. For Fugo to still be sitting here, even entertaining the possibility of snuffing out your future for the sake of maintaining his, he must've already made up his mind. The mere implication of Bucciarati's designs would've inspired righteous anger in most — not this internal weighing of pros and cons Fugo is neatly arranging on a scale.
"... We'll need to handle this delicately," Fugo says. His stomach feels like it's turning inside out. "We can't outright reject an offer like this from such an influential figure, it'd be considered an insult. Accept it on her behalf. Then... to ensure she can't go anywhere, I'll reach out to our contact in the bank and have her account frozen."
Bucciarati steeples his fingers. "It's a start."
That night, innumerable plans are formed, with you unknowingly starring as the centerpiece.
No matter how cruel, how unfair, it is silently agreed upon that you are their lifeblood, an organ essential to their survival.
And a heart cannot remain in place without the bones that make up its cage.
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midnightlee25 · 11 months
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Yandere Reactions: Having a nightmare about their darling getting hurt/losing them
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Julieta Madrigal: 
The dream stuck with her for weeks. 
She knows it's silly but every time her darlings come to her with a new wound that dream floods back full force.  
This then leads to her going just a little overboard when caring and keeping an eye on her darling.  
It will start to fade after a few months, but it will be a very…. cautious few months. 
Pepa Madrigal: 
Like Julieta…. but way more intense.  
The dream really put a shock to her system making her gentler with her darling, yet she will be clingier than before. 
She is going to drag her darling with her everywhere she goes believing that she can protect them from everything if they are with her. 
In truth she knows she can't protect them from EVERYTHING but it's a comfort for her knowing that they are there with her. 
Like Julieta, it will take her a while before she starts calming down (although it will be double for her than it would be for Julieta.) 
Bruno Madrigal: 
He is going to constantly be checking up on them both in person and using his future vision. 
He is just a bit calmer since he can see if anything is going to happen or not. 
That doesn't mean that he won't be on alert. 
Being on edge makes him look into the future more often than needed but it’s a way for him to calm his nerves even if it’s for a short time. 
Because of his power he will start to calm down just a bit faster than his sisters yet that doesn't mean he will never stop looking after his darling in his own way.
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depravitymoon · 1 month
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For yandere Team Bucciarati, what is something that would make each of them genuinely be like, "Merda, I went way too far"?
I hate that I'm gonna make this short, but I think the answers are simple enough to be short: When they break or nearly kill darling.
Warning, this will get dark and mention death and su*cide.
Bruno - When you're going crazy from the maternal responsibilities: Child rearing, pregnancy complications, or God forbid near maternity death.
Fugo - When he nearly kills you, especially if Purple Haze got called out by accident.
Giorno - When his punishments of self-isolation mentally breaks you.
Narancia - You wont talk to Narancia after harms you with his knife.
Trish - When you have to be hospitalized after she destroys all your relationships with others except hers with you.
Mista - When you'd rather be dead than be Mista's girlfriend. Only then would he realize his violent jokes weren't jokes to you.
Abbacchio - When isolating you leads to depression and you trying to take you own life.
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princelylove · 6 months
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The Father.
Synopsis: A character study on Bruno Bucciarati. 
Warning: pet names used in italian are masculine, general yandere behavior, nsfw implication at the end but no real nsfw, referenced violence
Bruno is not really naturally the fatherly type, but he chooses the responsibility anyway. He hides that he smokes, doesn’t eat until everyone else has, and very rarely slacks off. Although he’s serious about work and his family, he tends to be playful and lighthearted. It’s rare to see Bruno in a bad mood. He’s a family man. Loves the holidays, always hosts. Wants to be called papa or dad- Bruno’s secretly hoping that one day someone will slip and call him ‘Daddy,’ how delusional. He took the responsibility from his own father for his health and safety when he was little and didn’t really blink, but who takes care of Bruno? No one! Because providers don’t need to be babied, obviously, and that’s exactly what he is. The provider. The man of the house. 
His favorite albums from Miles Davis are Agharta and Bitches Brew, which are jazz-fusion, avant-garde jazz, funk rock, and jazz-rock. I tend to think of jazz as slow, easy listening, but it’s wild, it’s experimental, it’s everything Bruno doesn’t allow himself to be in favor of keeping his perfect family fantasy safe and sound.  The Bucciarati household is always loud- whether that be from Narancia and Pannacotta “playing,” in Bruno’s words, or from the little record player that lives in the living room. He offered to buy Pannacotta some vinyl records, but he never took him up on it. It’s a bit of a sore subject. The bookcase has a cardboard box in it filled to the brim with albums from Miles Davis, Sade, Frank Sinatra, Tupac, and his darling’s alleged music taste- he guessed based off of what was in your room. How did he get in your room? Don’t be silly, he never said he was in your room. 
Bruno takes up two personas in order to maintain his fantasies, his passione one and his fatherly one, and flips back and forth depending on what’s going to work best. It’s rare to see Bruno just… being himself. He’s obsessed with how things are supposed to be- he wants what he never had. A big, happy family. 
His passione one is where he gets his sadism out of his system, where he tells himself he’s just doing whatever it takes to keep his family safe and sound and not thoroughly enjoying beating the shit out of whoever Polpo tells him to. He grabs your wrists too tightly when moving you out of his way, gets a little too loud with you, sometimes. He doesn’t hit his darling normally- no, that’s not what a good husband would do- but sometimes you just make comments that burrow themselves under his skin, and he can’t help but react. 
He doesn’t shy away when he does it, either. He always doubles down, giving you that firm tone he gives Narancia when he slacks off on important jobs, or how he would talk to someone while working a typical repo job. It’s like you’re talking to someone else- he doesn’t even bother to fake his normal smile. 
“Watch how you talk to me before you lose the ability to speak at all.”
It’s short and sweet. Nothing more needs to be said. 
He holds his head in his hands, later, thinking about how badly he just set himself back. At least he has the courtesy to open a window to let the smoke pour out. 
He doesn’t like smelling like cigarettes.
He isn’t really meant to be a father. He doesn’t really know how, but he’s trying to. He’s not meant to be a husband, either, with the way he treats his spouse, lately. But he’ll smile, and take that gentle tone, because he must. The world may be cruel, but he must not be. He has to work to not have that type of reaction when you speak to him so harshly. Maybe if he were a better man.
His cheeks hurt from smiling too much. He’s trained himself so that his smile would always reach his eyes- he even trained his relaxed face to be a more palatable version of his actual relaxed face. You won’t open up to him if he scowls at you, or glares at you instead of looks. He wants everyone to think he’s gentle- he wants to be the father that everyone always comes back to visit once they’re all grown up. A better version of his father, who Bruno would argue was perfect, for what he had. 
His darling is meant to be his spouse- his other half. He longs for someone he can shower with pet names, someone who will melt into his hands, someone who appreciates just how much effort he puts into everything. It’s rare that Bruno can fully relax- there’s always something to be done, whether that be at home, or by Polpo’s order. 
But… He doesn’t truly trust his darling. He loves to micromanage, and it makes him anxious to think about you holding something sharp or standing on something unstable. Please just let him reach whatever it is you need for him- his stand can bring things down if it’s also out of his reach. 
Why do you want to drive? He knows how to drive. Why did you bring your wallet? Of course he’s going to pay for you- he asked you out, didn’t he? Oh, let's not cut up your own snack, you could hurt yourself… Bruno is begging to be needed. He finds his identity in being the man of the house- the provider, the father, the husband, but you just aren’t giving it to him, and it's driving him up the wall. 
It’s suffocating. It’s patronizing. You can shave by yourself, you’re not a child. You know how to take something out of the oven- you’re not going to use your bare hand to touch the metal that was just sitting at 177 degrees celsius.
A little note sits on your nightstand. It’s meant to be a bonding exercise, as he leaves a new one every morning, but you don’t speak italian. Bruno’s handwriting is neat and bubbly- why he put so much effort into making it legible but not in a language you understand is beyond you. 
‘Amore mio -
Sono innamorato di te. Non aprire la porta a nessuno.
Avete mangiato qualcosa? 
Tuo marito.’
You’re left to sit and stare at it, if you’d like, or get on with the chores you know you have to do before Bruno gets back.
It’s little moments of peace- of genuine privacy- like these that keep you going. You’ve been getting up earlier for this exact purpose. Bruno would really rather you sleep the entire morning away and wake up to him coming home in the afternoon, arms open and smiling, calling his name, maybe saying something like “Come back to bed, my love.” … but it’s healthier for you to be up during the day, getting some sun from the open windows, and engage your mind with some tasks that aren’t instant-pleasure based.
But sleeping in a little bit isn’t a crime. You’re welcome to sleep until Narancia gets up- he needs you to walk him through the steps of making breakfast, again. Don’t worry. You won’t be touching the stove, or using a knife. Just guide him through it verbally, and comfort him if it fails.
It eats Bruno alive when you don’t immediately greet him at the door.
He sighs a bit at the snack you brought him. The bowl makes a clack sound as you set it down on his desk. You took such care in peeling and slicing some apples for him, he should be grateful. 
“Bello. What’s this for? I’d rather you not use the peeler unsupervised.”
“Wasn’t. Narancia was watching.” 
Bruno bites his lip a bit, but is quick to fix his face. He smiles at you oh-so-lovingly. “I didn’t know he was warming up to you, amore. Did something happen?” His hand reaches for the bowl, his wrist sits on the old wood of his desk, and his fingers tap the brim ever so lightly. He’s debating eating it to ‘please’ you or not, debating if he can hide his distaste for the fruit from his almost-spouse. So close.
“No.” Your answer is simple. It’s behaving without submitting. He wants the full story. Wants to know why his son is hovering over his darling- if this wasn’t done by a peeler, and actually done by the small pocket knife he trusted his son to have around you- 
“Perhaps it’s the exposure to you, then.” He really does it. He pops one of the smaller slices into his mouth, and chews. His shoe makes a distinct tap as he bounces his knee under his desk. As much as he adores you, his fondness for apples is like his fondness for the boss.
You hum at his act of ‘love,’ and wait for him to finish chewing, and actually swallow. When he notices your stare, he opens his mouth to display that he actually did.
“See? There’s no need to fuss, I’m not having issues with eating. I eat very well, actually.”
Of course his mind jumps to you being concerned for him. When you don’t respond, he sighs a little bit, and stands.
“Amore, is there something you want to talk about? I’m open to your worries. That’s what I’m here for.”
The clack of his shoes don’t comfort you. 
His outstretched hand doesn’t ease your worries.
His voice doesn’t soothe you.
“I love you, tesoro mio.” His lips graze your cheek, “I wish you wouldn’t look at me like I’m going to eat you.”
His hand rests on your waist, pulling you in closer.
“Unless you’d like me to.”
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Platonic yandere Bruno madrigal with a child! reader
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Tw: (Slightly) Overprotective yandere, fluff :)
Bruno is a such a sweetheart when it comes to you.
He'll treat you like you're his own child.
He loves spoiling you.
He loves spending time with you.
Doing little plays with the rats to make you laugh,
Or telling you little jokes.
He loves it when you smile and laugh.
Especially when he was the one who made you smile/laugh.
Bruno is quite overprotective of you, no matter what.
And will always be by your side no matter what.
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We have the jojo and jofoes version of how they react to their darling's skirt being lifted, how about the jobro this one :3 Love your writing for the jojo and jofoes version ❤️
(I can see Kakyoin will be the one make the kid scared the most with his death stare XD)
Makes sense I should complete the trifecta here, got a second ask about this as well. So here are the upskirt : Yandere Jobros edition
Yandere! Speedwagon
He’s got a knack for reading people, so it’s almost instant that he basically steps on the child’s foot, and a pull on the collar. They’re verbally berated and flat out told by this man that they weren’t very sly about their utterly disgusting behavior. He’ll twist one of their arms towards the back and gives them a stare down they’ll never forget. Speedwagon also scares this child by stating he’s seen grown men nearly beaten to death for doing such a thing, before letting them go, the kid losing their balance and running off. The way he made that fairly thin threat was rather bone chilling, but he quickly adjusts his expression and he apologizes to you for not catching the child quick enough.
Yandere! Caesar Zeppeli
As soon as a look of shock appears on your face, Caesar already has a grip on this runt. His hand holding their arm, he sweeps their feet without hesitation. “How filthy to be trying that, your dirty little hands shouldn’t be anywhere near a skirt”. There’s also a strike to the back of the kid’s head out of annoyance, nearly making them fall over again. Perhaps they get soaked wet by the nearest water if he feels it’s appropriate, and they slip one more time before being allowed to flee.
Yandere! Noriaki Kakyoin
Oh there’s certainly a death glare the kid is going to receive from Kakyoin. They’re immediately tripped up, almost instinctively on his part. Brat slips out of his mouth without hesitation, and pinches on one of their ears hard before bending over and forcing them to look at him. Kakyoin simply asks what made them think they were entitled to such behavior. He doesn’t really let them answer, and perhaps he spots something that looks foul, likely garbage. Kakyoin excuses himself from you for a moment and before the kid can blink some kind of garbage is flung into his mouth. He keeps it in there about thirty seconds before letting the kid spit it out, giving him an additional dark glare warning him if he ever tries again, that next time he’ll make him swallow that garbage (or alternatively use something nastier).
Yandere! Okuyasu
Almost certain Okuyasu flips the kid upside down and holds them by one of their legs. A muttering of stupid kid, and even putting spit in the kids ears isn’t quite enough for Okuyasu but he lets them drop, and sends his foot up their butt to shove them further. Telling them to get lost real quick or he might pull something worse than that.
Yandere! Bruno Bucciarati
An almost instant death grip is on this child’s shoulder, they can’t keep running forward and are forced to look at Bucciarati’s eyes. He was unbelievably agitated by this child’s insulting gesture. He looks like he’s demanding an answer but he knew this kid wouldn’t have one. There wasn’t any for something that pathetic. He’s the type to pull on whichever ear is closest and pull on it until they’re very much uncomfortable. He doesn’t listen to being asked to let go, as he sees it it’s appropriate to ignore their protests since they ignored your space. Even a pinch of a nose, his grip is unrelenting until he appropriately waits for the kid to lose balance and fall on their face. He should find their parents later but for now he had to tend to you being humiliated.
Yandere! Hermès
Much like Jolyne she doesn’t take crap from little punks, you bet she has the little brat in a tight hold the instant they try to run off. She does a little bit of everything, pokes and prods, maybe even trips them up. But she’s looking to do something more equal, so if she has a water bottle or soda. You bet she’s pouring it all on the kids pants, perfectly where it would look like they pissed themselves. She smirks telling them the punishment has to equal the crime, and she doesn’t care how many people laugh and mock them. It is what they get for being a little perv, (although she’s tempted to do more, she gets sick of their presence and smacks them in the back of the head before shoving them off)
Yandere! Gyro Zeppeli
The child trips immediately on a steel ball of his before he grips their arm and pulling them backwards. He’s got a condescending smile on his face “you think that’s funny don’t you? Huh kid?”. He likely dumps something on them, like a little bit of leftover jam or honey, getting their hair all nice and sticky, and it’s a bonus when he pushes them and they stumble into some water and their pants are soaked. He probably uses spin once again and trips them up one last time, their pants happening to rip in a rather embarrassing place on a piece of wood. “ I could do way worse for you deciding to go on an upskirt frenzy…now get out of my sight” he says this last bit with an almost mocking laugh.
Yandere! Yasuho Hirose
Honestly she’s just about as upset as you or even more so, Paisley Park even comes out instinctively and grabs the child by the ankles. She smacks them on the back of the head with a rolled up magazine that happened to be tossed aside on the road. Before leaving she shows them a video of the kid upskirting you threatening to somehow send it to their parents, they quickly backtrack, and apologize in a panic before running off. (This also probably had to do with Paisley Park as well)
Yandere! Dragona Joestar
Dragona had it rough herself with bullying, so for once she’d like to do something about it. They promptly slap the perpetrator first before really doing anything. Smooth operators might be used to at least dislocate a couple things like a couple fingers/thumbs, it’s convincing enough that it looks like an accident. It might be turned back to almost normal, as they freak out quite a bit, not sure what’s going on. Thoroughly freaked out, the child runs off pretty quickly. Dragona then turns to you and gives you a tight hug, feeling horrible about that whole thing, then drags you off to a favorite place to make you feel better.
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Yandere! Bruno Bucciaratti x Reader
Warning: Stalking, Obsession
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Bruno Bucciaratti is a man. Though he may give the illusion of a gentleman; he is truly an animalistic cave man on the inside. So when he felt the need to first start stalking Reader he did so with ease. Giving himself the illusion that this would be the limit of his feelings.
What a fool he was to think his love for Reader was only to that limit.
Once he started following Reader to their home, he quickly took note of the address and later plotted out any possible routes one would use to get to their home.
Once his obsession started he couldn't stop. He couldn't stop thinking about how he would make Reader to be just as 'affectionate' as he is. So he devised a plan to imprint himself on their everyday life.
Which he proudly did without the knowledge of his comrades. He would gladly tell them that he was finishing errands every so often as to not seem suspicious. Of course none of them saw it as a problem as the man himself was a sweet, caring and safe person.
Once the initial meet between the man and the prey person, Bucciaratti immediately started to fantasize on where the wedding would be, what their children's names will be, what position he would do the most.He would automatically agree that it would be a small wedding with only the Priest, Himself, and Reader.
Once he decides that just watching Reader out their window isn't enough to satisfy his thirst for them, he will use Sticky Fingers to let himself in through the wall. Once he is in he will flop down on their bed and try to find any fallen hairs that may help him with his collection of things he wants to have from them. He will take his leave once he grabs a few (a lot) more hairs and takes a good whiff of the scent scattered all around the area.
He is dying for the moment he can naturally meet them. Awaiting the moment for something bad to happen so he can rush in and save them. Like a Hero that he is.
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instantpuppydreamer · 11 months
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Could I ask for a yandere Bruno who encounters his ballerina darling for the first time?
yeah!,I'm sorry if I couldn't fulfill your request.I'm not well versed in such topics, by the type of dancing, etc. so I'm sorry if it didn't turn out exactly what you wanted to see.ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ
Yandere!Bruno x reader!ballet dancer
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➛warning:yandere,neutral! reader (like not fem and not man)
➛type:hedcanon/fan fiction
➛words:194
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➯Bruno walked by until he heard a pleasant melody, he turned towards the music and saw a joyful crowd of people... Bruno was curious so he decided to take a look at why there are so many people.Right now, you were at a concert and it was your turn to dance..the concert was on the street.the man's gaze stops at you, he looks at your appearance, movements and face,he has a frozen smile on his face when it 's your turn.your body moves so smoothly, and it shows that you like to dance (well, or you pretend). At some point your eyes meet his and he winks at you.He doesn't know why, but he feels obligated to talk to you.after a while, the show ended, people gradually began to leave,The man notices that the man with the beautiful clothes almost left without paying attention to Bruno. Bruno is chasing them fast.
– "Stop!" Bruno shouts, trying to get your attention. You immediately stop, almost surprised. –"You dance so well, and I wanted you to know that" Bruno comments, catching his breath — "Do you want something to drink?" he asks, blushing a little
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🧚‍♀️ Anon here!
I have a few Fairytale ideas that I’d like to share to see your opinion on them and if their interesting or not (And some ideas from Movies)
Grim Yandere Tales
Hansel and Gretel (NO incest!): Reader is the mother who takes her children and runs from her abusive husband, with Leone and/or Bruno as the Witch (She adopted her children, who are Giorno, Narancia and maybe Trish)
Aladdin (I think you’ll like this): Reader is the street rat, Diavolo is the Sultan, Giorno and Bruno are visiting Royalty (Who plan to try and free Diavolo’s people either by killing him or taking his throne), Risotto is the sorcerer and Mista is the Genie
Thumbelina: Reader is a small human who was discovered by the Fairy Prince Bruno, only to be seen by Risotto/Doppio who’s either a normal human or a Dark Fae who wants her for himself
Movies
Dracula: Count Risotto and Bruno (With Reader being his fiancée)
Sleepy Hollow: Dio as the Headless Horseman
Corpse Bride: Not sure yet, what do you think?
Jekyll and Hyde: Either Diavolo and Doppio, Bruno and Risotto
Labyrinth: Risotto or Diavolo as the Goblin King
Legend: Diavolo as The Darkness with Doppio as his only way to go out in the sunlight, Reader is the Princess and Giorno is the hero who lives in the forest
I mentioned Diavolo, Bruno and Risotto a lot because there my favorites (It’s hard to stray from them)
I'm sorry I took so long to respond, been really busy lately packing.
I've actually had ideas for thumbelina and and corpse bride for a while now but never managed to get them written down so I'll cover those first
Thumbalina
I was thinking that Bruno would attempt to save darling. Thinking that they were another fae captured by a human. Darling explains the situation. It's revealed they're a fae who'd probably been taken far from their home. Bruno offers to take Darling back with him so they can be where they belong and get a pair of wings. Darling is hesitant on the idea and tells him they need a week to decide.
During that week two things could happen.
Another fae named doppio meets darling. Reader is unaware he's a dark fae, so when he asks them to help him and that he'll return them home straight after they agree non the wiser
Or
Darling is discovered by Risotto after their mother leaves for an emergency and is quickly snatched away. Initially he's looking to sell them for money but soon starts to fall for them and decides to keep them for himself
Corpse bride
Honestly I think Fugo. He was born into a wealthy lifestyle but could not stand the family around him. Believed he'd found love but in reality it was all a set up that lead to his death.
Darling is forced into marrying into wealth but doesn't want to. Tries running away into the forest and comes in possession of the now cursed ring originally meant for that first love that causes him to awaken and subsequently gets trapped in the underworld.
Hansel and Gretel
Ok so reader initially ran and hid away in a town. During this she took in the three. Their upbringings similar to canon. Narancia is 10 and had an eye infection that Darling was trying to earn the money to treat. Giorno and Trish are 8.
After being found by their ex again they run in the forest in night. For what seems like hours they keep going until they find a house with a door wide open and lights on.
They all go inside and call out to the owner but no response. Darling would try to leave but it's evident that the kids are too tired to keep running. So Darling decides to tuck them into one of the beds and wait for the owner to explain, however they fall asleep shortly after.
Now it could be either or a poly situation with both.
Bruno would be more outwardly willing to help while Abbacchio though still helping would be a bit more stern.
Darling wakes up in the morning where they meet the house owner and explain the situation. They're offered the spare bedrooms to stay in. Darling initially refuses the offer as they have to keep running. The kids wake up and it's immediately noticed that narancias eye's swelling has reduced. And that is how Darling would be hooked into staying.
Aladdin
Darling and her family used to be farmers but after harsh heatwaves are left with little to nothing left and Diavolo the newly crowned sultan attempts to arrange a marriage with darling but due to their hatred of the new sultan they refuse. After stealing food from traders they're caught and imprisoned and Risotto confronts them. He explains that he too hates Diavolo and that if darling were to help him retrieve a powerful artifact that he would offer them enough riches to let their family live without working another day in their life when he takes over.
So darling agrees but only if he allows them ownership of a particularly expensive ring he has until he fulfills his end of the deal.
So darling helps Risotto grab the artifact, some old lamp that they don't see any purpose of. As they're about to leave Risotto attempts to help them escape but the floor caves beneath darling and they fall in and he leaves.
Awhile after darling is found by Giorno and Bruno who have ropes to help darling escape and bring them back into town. They reveal they're both royalty from another land who've come to try and establish a trade route. However upon entering town they're meet by Diavolo who quickly has darling arrested, telling them that they're luck they weren't attacked as they have a record of stealing from traders and the like. The lamp being left in the hands of the two.
Dracula
Bruno and darling come to transylvania after receiving a letter from count Nero who wants to relocate to London and help with selling the castle.
They arrive and discuss with the count. Bruno and darling discuss the state of the castle and come to the conclusion that sell to the count will be easy however it'd take some work to clean areas of the castle to get photos good enough to try and convince potential buyers.
They're warned not to leave the bedroom at night however one night darling hears a scream in the night. Bruno is still asleep so they investigate on their own. They encounter Risotto while he's feasting and is pretty much frozen in fear. The next morning Bruno finds that both his fiancee and the count are gone. Bruno investigates only to find a journal written by the count that reveals the truth.
Headless horsemen
(Have not watched sleepy hollow unfortunately)
Darling is an aspiring novelist who moves into a small town after getting inheritance. They hope that the local legends will fuel their inspiration. Locals warn them they shouldn't be outside at nightfall. They investigate one night and grabbed by who the locals refer to as the headless horseman and dragged into the thick fog.
Jekyll and Hyde
Bruno is a detective who is trying to solve a string of crimes connected to a mysterious Diavolo. Darling a close friend to both bruno and Doppio (though doppio and bruno are only acquainted) begins to get stalked and eventually kidnapped. Now Doppio needs to hide them away from investigators as if he doesn't Diavolo vow to ruin their lives.
Labyrinth
I'd probably say Diavolo is best for the role of Jareth. Honestly this one will probably be as close to the movie as it gets from me.
Legend
(Another one I unfortunately haven't see)
Giorno and darling are taking a stroll through the forest when all of a sudden the weather changes to a harsh snow storm and are separated. Darling stumbles across the scene of doppio and the unicorn, hearing what he says to himself they decide to follow the man back to the castle after hearing all that is needed they attempt to leave only to be caught by Doppio.
Originally locked in the dungeon she is eventually moved to a room in the castle and is free to wonder. Given various gifts with letters of proposal until Diavolo decides to meet her in person.
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