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ekko-anarchist · 3 months
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My version of the Steven universe meme.
I decided to go with my anxiety ridden comfort characters lol
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piepelu · 1 year
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I ALWAYS FORGET TO POST HERE WHOOPS- anyways more encanto stuff because i still can't get over this family!!
its Pepa annoying her small brother and a bunch of sketches from prompts people gave me in discord :D i may make more sketch batches bcs it was rlly fun, so if anyone has any ideas for me to doodle lmk 👍
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nicherayyy · 9 months
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Hello, can I request team buccialatti with a child reader whose stand is like a human cat?
The stand is humanoid with cat ears and tail and acts like a cat. Reader can understand cats and is always followed by an army of street cats.
She loves cats so much that if someone dare to hurt them, she will beat them with her stand.
Thanks!
Sorry for disappearing again, my house got flooded because of one pipe and I had a few issues while repairing it
But anyway-
Bucci Gang x GN Child Reader with a humanoid cat stand
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No one in the gang actually expected you to have a stand
I even think Bruno would prefer that you were without it
He just wanted a normal childhood for you
Without all those stands and powers
But oh well, it wasn't for him to decide
Bruno thinks you don't really need to use your stand right now
I mean who are you gonna fight?? You're like.. eight or something
But thinks that your love for cats is adorable
He even considered to get you one
But only -considered- for now
Would feed stray cats with you
Might even give one a name
"Hm, I didn't see Luna today. That's weird, she's always the first one to come"
It wasn't big news for Giorno when he found out about your stand
With your love for cats it was just obvious that you would get something cat-like as a stand
Giorno is an animal lover himself so sometimes he would volunteer to feed cats with you
Sometimes he thinks you can understand them
But oh well, maybe it's just his imagination
"Charlie said he doesn't like turkey. We'll get him something else next time"
"Isn't he too spoiled for a stray cat?"
Mista just don't get it
How can you make all these cats to follow you??
What kind of magic is that??
And you're not even offering them any food
"We've been walking for twenty minutes and it seems like you summoned cats from the whole Italy"
And your stand
He finds it adorable
He tried to pet it once
Narancia is shocked that someone can love cats THAT much
He still remembers how you beat the man who kicked a cat with your stand
He knows and he will never forget.
Hangs out with you and the cats a lot
It is so much fun to play with them and they're so cute!!
Pleaded Bruno to get you your very own cat
Didn't succeed still
But hey, it was a nice try
Fugo is pretty chill about your stand
But still finds it cute
Yeah he tried to pet it too
But the amount of cats you get around yourself is just mind blowing for him
He didn't even know there were so many cats here
How is this even possible??
And your claims that you can talk to them??
Actually no, he still thinks that it is part of your imagination
Just like imaginary friends or something
Leone is just.. you know.. Leone
He, just like Bruno didn't want you to have a stand
Sometimes feeds cats with you
Maybe even buys them food by himself but don't tell anyone
The only one that ACTUALLY believes that you can talk to them
"Milo says he likes you"
"Well, that's very nice of him"
There's only two types of wolves inside him
One wants to get him your own cat because he knows how you love those animals
And other hesitates because it's a big responsibility
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Cute nicknames they have for each other <3
Giorno: he usually just calls people by the name they introduce themselves to him as. He has tried playful nicknames and it just doesn’t work for him. He will call enemies things like “pieces of shit” or whatever though.
Bruno: a really big fan of calling them all fools. And while this nice nickname is pointed at all of them, it is especially aimed at Mista and Narancia. Like Fugo is a fool but not in the same category as those two buffoons, which is another nickname he has for those two.
Abbacchio: he calls them all dumbasses and idiots, except for Bruno and Trish. He has gotten very close to calling Bruno a dumbass before though. Calls specifically Narancia and Mista annoying. Will call Fugo a smartass if he is losing an argument against him, it’s his way of making himself feel better about losing an argument to a teenager.
Mista: calls them all buddy and punches their shoulder while he does it. He calls specifically Narancia little buddy because he is short. Calls Bruno boss man in a super casual tone. He called Giorno Jojo once and in that moment was given divine knowledge that not even I, the headcanon writer, know the depths of.
Narancia: he called Abbacchio “tall guy” when he first met him and got punched in the gut. He decided that nicknames weren’t a good idea after that moment. Despite his trauma he will still call Mista best buddy. If the nickname “big brother” didn’t make him want to vomit, and he wasn’t so afraid of getting punched in the gut, he would probably call Bruno that.
Fugo: has called Mista and Narancia idiots before, will probably do it again. In his edgy young teenager days (lol as if those are over) he would call Abbacchio a pig. In a fit of rage he called Bruno a “dragonfruit looking weirdo” and Abbacchio will passive-aggressively buy dragonfruit sometimes to remind them both of that scenario.
Trish: calls Mista variations of “stinky” and “smelly” and sometimes just “gross”. Has called Giorno the frog man, like “wow, you’re the frog man”. Which may sound like an insult, but Giorno wasn’t offended because he is the frog man.
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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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sovereignjojoz · 1 year
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Okay thsi sounds kinda weird, but like,, would it be okay for me to suggest Bruno Bucciarati x child reader TOTALLY PLATONIC!!!! where he kinda takes her in and they have a father daughter bond. I understand it’s kinda weird so feel free to ignore!
Dad!Bruno Buccarrati x platonic!child reader
Pairings: Dad Bruno x child reader, platonic Bucci gang x child reader
Notes -it’s not weird at all anon, totally fine! Sorry it’s taken me a while to respond. Happy holidays!
BEST DAD EVER.
You would probably have to be wondering around the vicinity of the house for Bruno to take you in.
At first he’d try to reunite you with your parents, yet when it dawns on him you seemingly have none he’d debate with himself on wether to take you in.
Not that he doesn’t want to he would, but it’s just raising a child is such a huge responsibility and baring in mind he’s only twenty makes him put some serious consideration into his decision.
Ultimately his good hearted nature sways him, and he ends up taking you in and overtime he finds that he doesn’t regret his decision.
“Mishta’ Bruno?” You yelled, a tad too loud, towards the kitchen.
The colourful cereal you were chewing on made your calling appear incoherent, yet Bruno hummed in recognition having heard it so often.
“Why can’t we just stay the two of us.” You continued knowing he was listening, “I like it just us, do your friends have to come back?” You questioned, loudly swallowing the last remnants of your cereal.
“Piccola/o,” he walked into the dining room and smiled at you. “My friends live here too, they were only gone for a special job.” He picked up a paper towel and squeezed your chubby cheeks, cleaning up your face. “It wouldn’t be fair to deny them their home, would it?”
You nodded in agreement, Bruno had taught you all about respect and fairness just before he enrolled you in an Italian children’s school, highlighting that it was of the upmost importance.
He stroked your head softly, then moved to throw the dirtied paper towel in the rubbish bin. “Don’t worry alright, my friends are very nice, you’ll have tons of fun with them piccola/o.”
You pouted unconvinced, but nodded nonetheless.
“Come on.” He extended his hand out to you so you could jump down from the white dining chair, “time to get ready for school.”
You held Bruno’s hand as you skipped along to the bathroom, quickly brushing your teeth and bathing. Bruno helped you wash your hair, soapy suds staining his hands as you splashed around in the water.
Once you had been towel dried, he massaged numerous hair care creams into you hair, then brushed and de-tangled it.
“Mister Bruno, can you braid my hair please.”
Bruno had watched countless videos on how to care for, handle and style hair similar to yours, he’d even bought a doll to practice on all in preparation for this moment. “Sure.”
You twirled around in your uniform, striking a pose for Bruno once he’d finished, you loved your new hairstyle so much!
Bruno pulled out his phone to take a picture of you, you looked so cute.
Rushing to the porch, you strapped the Velcro of your shiny shoes on then grabbed your fluffy blue jacket to put on top.
“Bye mister Bruno!”
“Wait!” Hastily, you paused what you were doing at Bruno’s call, running to the sound of his voice.
“Yes?”
He bent down to your level, handing you a white lunch box which held heart shaped sandwiches, some fruit and a packet of crisps/chips. “Here, your lunch.”
You gasped in awe, previously you had asked mister Bruno for some uniquely shaped sandwiches because some of your classmates ate them at lunch yet you had no idea on wether he was actually going to do it, leaving you positively happy.
“Thanks mister Bruno!” You pulled his hand left hand, tilting him downwards, “you’re the best!” You asserted, kissing his cheek before slamming the door shut and running of to school.
Bruno merely smiled at your action before returning back to his real work.
Tiptoeing to reach the door handle, you kicked your school shoes off of your feet and ran into the living room shouting, “I’m home! I’m home!” The light pitter patter of your feet echoing behind you.
You held your drawing of the house, you and Bruno up proudly for him to see as you entered the vast room. “Papa! Look at this drawing-!” Immediately you covered your mouth with your hands realising your mistake, but there was no time for that reality to sink in as five intimidating figures looked over you.
You gasped lightly, frightened, and ran to hide behind Bruno, grabbing onto his leg.
Your glistening eyes analysed the males one by one, “Who are these people?” You whispered.
“These are my friends I was talking about.” He explained as you nodded in recognition.
“We leave for a few months and you bring a kid home?” The one with orange hair commented, accusingly looking at Bruno.
Said male shrugged, brushing him off.
“Quit it Fugo, I’m sure the kid is quality company.” Said one with a hat.
“What’s your name piccina/o?” Asked a boy with black hair with a smile, he looked to be younger than the rest, you thought he seemed really cool.
“[name].” You told him, moving slightly closer.
“Awsome!” He put his hand up for a high five which you enthusiastically met, “would you like to play a game with me?”
“Yeah!”
Narancia picked you up, spinning you in the air, then ran towards his bedroom.
“Hey wait up, I wanna join.” Mista called out, kicking his shoes of.
A couple of days had passed and you found that Bruno was right, his friends were very fun! Narancia always played energetic games with you like tag and capture the flag, Mista carried you everywhere and frequently played tea parties with you (which Bruno joined in too) and even Fugo who was cold at first warmed up and indulged in activities such as baking with you and colouring.
The only one you hadn’t really interacted with was Abbacchio, even though you wanted to.
Sitting on the kitchen table, Abbacchio had been relaxing, reading his book and drinking his wine, when he felt a light tug on his long silver hair.
He scowled and turned towards where he felt the tug come from, finding the young perpetrator looking shyly up at him.
“Oi bimba/o, what do you think you’re doing.”
“Sorry,” you stoked his hair, pretending to put it in a ponytail, “I just really like your hair.”
He looked at you, sighing, “don’t pull.”
You jumped up and down excitedly, parting his hair so you could braid it.
After an hour Abbacchio felt his fair fall still in braids, and you came sleepily stumbling before him.
“Finished mister abba.” You stumbled forward, falling into his lap.
“Hey.” He poked you cheek, “get up.” He pulled your head up by your hair to check if you were really sleeping, finding that you were in fact asleep.
He clicked his tongue and pulled you onto his lap so you were curled comfortably in his lap, he then took a sip of his wine and picked up his book again, going back to the chapter he was previously reading.
Bruno hadn’t expected to find you curled up on Abbacchio’s lap, having know his views on kids, so to say he was surprised to say the least was an understatement.
“Don’t say anything, just take the kid.”
Bruno smiled knowingly raising an eyebrow at Abbacchio, he picked you up, your head on his shoulder, and took you to your room.
Your eyes fluttered open as you felt soft silk covers being placed over you.
“Mister Bruno…?” You half asked, half assumed.
He hummed in response turning your night light on.
“Sorry for calling you papa a while ago, it was an accident, I just really like mister Bruno.” You apologised, pulling the covers further up your face.
He smiled and pinched your cheek, “it’s alright, I don’t mind. You can call me papa or papino if you like.”
Your eyes widened, the corners creasing in excitement, “really!”
“Mhm. But for now go to bed.”
“Okay…”
“Goodnight [name].”
“Goodnight…papa.”
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thehomeofplatonicfics · 7 months
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Hi there. I really like your fics, (specially the hogwarts legacy and the Encanto ones) so can I ask you for an Encanto fic in which M!reader (or GN!reader if you want more people to feel included) struggles to control their gift which is manipulating any forms of fire. Abuela gets mad for the chaos they have caused and the people are scared of them.
The reader is feeling really bad because they feel that their gift can only cause destruction but then Bruno appears and comforts them and tell them that all of the people are afraid of him too and that the gift they have is truly wonderfull.
If this doesn't bother you can you make this before the events of the movie? Maybe the reader can be still a child who got their gift not so long ago. And also that their mother is Pepa.
Thank you so much and sorry if my explanation was so long and impossible to understand. English isn't my first language. Have a nice day/ night!!
A/N: Thank you so much anon! So sorry for the delay, I ended up with chickenpox for the past few weeks and it is has taken me a while to recover. Hope you enjoy!
Destruction
child!Madrigal reader x Bruno Madrigal (platonic!)
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The whole village was a flurry with anticipation. There was to be a celebration in the village square and the entire Madrigal family was helping with the decorations and preparations. Your cousin Isabela had created the most beautiful flower decorations, and you took one of the flowers in your hand to smell the sweetness of it. A little bit of pollen got into your nose and… “Achoo!” You sneezed, triggering your gift to set the poor, unsuspecting flower aflame.
“Ah! No, no, no!” You muttered, as you tried to stamp the flames out. In your panic, you only made the fire worse as you slowly set alight to ALL the decorations. Soon, half the village square was up in flames. Villagers started running around screaming, pushing and shoving as they tried to get away. Some of the village children ran up towards you before they spotted the flames coming from your hands. “Ah! Monster!” They screamed, running in the opposite direction to you.
Your mother, Pepa, saw the chaos happening. Her eyes narrowed as she saw that you were in the centre of it all. The sky darkened and rain began to pour from the sky, as lightning flashed dangerously and the loud rumble of thunder signified how terribly angry she was with you. “Oh no…” You whispered to yourself, as she came over to you, agonisingly slowly. Luckily, the intense rain was able to douse your flames, including the ones still hovering above your hands.
“Y/N!” A shriek of anger comes from the edge of the village square. You turn to see your Abuela coming towards you, her face in a vicious snarl. “How could you? You’ve destroyed everything your family has worked so hard on today!”
You sniff, tears threatening to fall. “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to, I couldn’t… control it.” Your chin wobbles, as Abuela yanks your arm to drag you back to Casita. Your family follows behind you, glaring daggers into your back. “I don’t want to hear it, Y/N.” Abuela shakes her head. “You have created absolute chaos, frightened the villages and disappointed your family. You must control your gift, or you cannot go out of Casita into Encanto.”
You gasp in shock, blinking rapidly as the tears mix in with the rain coming from Pepa’s storm. “You’ll lock me away in Casita?” You begin to sob, hugging myself as we trudge up the steps to Casita. As soon as you all get inside, you run up the stairs and run into your room, slamming the door. You flop onto your bed, staring up at the ceiling. It feels like your heart will break.
The door slowly creaked open, and your eyes land on your Uncle Bruno as he slinks into the room. “Y/N, let’s… have a talk.” You sit up, wiping your tears, as you sit cross-legged on your bed. Bruno sits beside you, a hand resting on your shoulder. “I know what it is like. To have a gift that causes fear in other people.” He says, as you look up at him, listening intently.
“People have a tendency to be… afraid of what they don’t understand. Now, you and I… we both have powerful gifts. Capable of great things… but also capable of causing a lot of damage.” You look down, sniffling, as you hug your pillow. “They see that power, and they are afraid. They don’t take the time to understand it.” Bruno adds, sighing as he looks down at you. “I know it seems tough right now, that no one will be able to see who you are, past the big scary fire…”
“They are so frightened of me… but it isn’t my fault, I can’t control it!”
“You will, with time. And when you can, they will love you for your gift. I think it is pretty neat, honestly.” Your face lights up. “Really?”
“Well, for a start, you can create a bonfire any time you want, and then we can toast marshmallows. Or when it is super dark, and you can just flick your hand and light us a torch? Yeah… your gift is awesome.” His words make you smile for the first time, the candles in your room start to burn a bit brighter.
“You keep your chin up, kiddo. Don’t listen to the others… listen to your Uncle Bruno.” You smile, feeling the room become warmer from the heat of your flames again.
“Thanks, Tío.”
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wonderwithin-us · 9 months
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there just aren't enough platonic songs that say "you're my best friend, I love you" anymore
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nicofics · 3 months
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𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙠
𝘣𝘶𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪 𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳
summary: you and the gang meet giorno for the first time
notes: idk what happened i had an urge to write this, but happy late christmas!! i hope everyone who celebrates had a good day! <3
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you had been with bucciarati and the rest of the gang for years, you had joined slightly after narancia. you had a great relationship with almost everyone in the gang, they all trusted you and you trusted them. it was great! right now however, you were sitting at the usual meeting spot. you had preferred bucciarati bring this new guy to meet you all back at the house, we’re weren’t bothered to get ready today; but alas, you did. abbacchio was listening to music, mista was reading a book on who knows what, and fugo was trying to teach narancia some math. a pretty normal day.
bucciarati had told you all beforehand that you’d be getting a new member. nobody really seemed to care much, but you thought it’d be a nice idea to get some cake! the waiter rolled it out, and upon hearing the creaking of the wheels moving towards your table, you directed the waiter on where to place the cake slices. once the waiter left, you couldn’t help but almost drool at the strawberry sitting atop of the cake, you just had to have a slice now! you couldn’t wait on this new guy. on your way to grab a slice, you were interrupted.
“hey! whats the deal with this?” you and everyone else turned your heads towards mista, “what do you mean? its strawberry cake?” fugo responded, quite confused on what he meant. “yeah, it looks delicious too..” you added, you could’ve been in your own world with this cake, you didn’t really know. “yeah! i can see that its a strawberry cake” mista spoke, “it’s obviously not chocolate cake, or a cheesecake either! but thats not the point! there are four slices! four! do they want me to die?” mista exclaimed. abbacchio didn’t want to be apart of this conversation, he kept his head phones on. you sighed, “this again mista? get over yourself” “shut up (name)! it’s bad luck to choose one from four! talk about shitty service!” abbacchio got up from his chair, grabbing a slice, you noticed this and did the same, finally getting a slice of this cake that seemed to annoy everyone.
“don’t have a slice then” fugo said, “but i want some strawberry cake!!” “i did it!” narancia spoke up, you hadn’t heard his voice yet, seemed he was focused on the work fugo had set him. you didn’t care much, grabbing your fork and taking a bite, woah! it tasted so good! you could hear narancia and fugo talk about numbers, but you didn’t care. you put your fork down to let your tastebuds sit in wonder at this flavour when all of a sudden fugo grabbed your fork and stabbed narancia in the cheek with it. “hey! fugo what the hell?!” you shouted, fugo seemed to ignore you, grabbing narancias head he shouted, “you stupid asshole! you’re messing with me!” you glared at him, he’s the asshole here, he stole your fork!
you growled before grabbing abbacchio’s fork, he seemed to be finished eating now. “oh jeez hes lost it now” you nodded. “asshole stole my fork” you responded to mista. suddenly, narancia pulled a fork to fugos neck, “i’ll kill you! i’ll kill you fugo!” you didn’t care anymore, served him right you thought. you just continued to eat your cake with abbachios old fork.
“what the hell are you guys doing?!” a new voice spoke up, everyone froze, looking over. “i could hear you all from the entrance. you’re disturbing the other customers” bucciarati walked towards your table, a blonde guy walked behind him. “this is the new member i was telling you about yesterday, this is giorno giovanna” everyone glared at him, including you, right now wasn’t the best time to meet someone new. “i’m giorno giovanna, its a pleasure to meet you all” he spoke up, you eyed him down. he seemed young, 15? 16 maybe? definitely the new youngest member.
you turned back to your cake, you weren’t bothered to respond back to him, it seemed everyone else had the same idea as you did. narancia began apologising to fugo, and fugo even apologised to you too! “hey! i’m the one who brought him here, so be respectful!” bucciarati spoke, his eyebrows furrowed. a waiter came into the room, requesting bucciarati, he nodded, beginning to follow the waiter. “make sure you guys introduce yourself to giorno, got it?” you rolled your eyes, but while doing so, you (and everyone else at the table) noticed abbacchio pulling the teapot to his trousers. you giggled slightly, turning to giorno.
“giorno? was it?” abbacchio spoke, “why don’t you take a seat?” giorno complied, pulling a seat out and sitting down. you couldn’t help but smile as abbacchio poured giorno some ‘tea’ “well, drink up” “thank you for the tea” giorno spoke before pulling the teacup up to his mouth, he stopped in his tracks. “whats wrong giorno? not gonna drink the tea that abbacchio poured out for you?” you spoke, fugo and narancia laughed. “maybe he doesn’t want to be apart of us” mista added, only making everyones smile wider and even more mischievous.  “what the hell’s going on here?” bucciarati had returned, giorno looked up and smiled, “nothing, abbacchio just poured some tea for me” giorno told bucciarati.
then, giorno brought the cup to his lips and downed it in mere seconds. everyone looked at him, shocked. “no freakin’ way..” narancia said. “what did you guys do?” giorno placed the cup on the table, not a trace left. “he actually drank it!” you exclaimed. mista laughed, “no way! did you seriously do that?!” “no! theres no way he could have!” fugo added, trying to figure out how giorno did it. “come on tell me! how’d you do it?” you asked him. giorno shrugged, “who knows? you’re all keeping your abilities secret, aren’t you?” you all gasped, giorno giovanna was a stand user, just like you.
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naensut · 2 years
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Today a very quick art. Mirabel was poisoned and she’s not out of the woods yet. Someone knew a weakness in Julieta’s gift and took advantage. Isabela’s knowledge of rare plants is needed to make an antidote. Bruno is really good at blaming himself. He is good with a sword and seeing part of the future, but sometimes it’s not enough. 
You can recognize my art when someone is on the verge of dying and someone else is crying beside them. Yayy... Takes me back to another similar art I made ;) I sense a pattern here...
Part of the “fantasy-kingdom-au”.
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sokkas-first-fangirl · 11 months
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nope, puppy dog eyes aren’t going to work this time! Bruno to Camilo
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“No,” Bruno said flatly.
“Please?” Camilo widened his eyes impossibly; he pouted and Mirabel swore he even had tears in his eyes.
She had to hand it to Camilo, he was brilliant at puppy eyes. Not quite as good as Antonio, (not one mastered puppy eyes like Antonio) but close.
“Nope!” Bruno stepped back from him, angling himself to keep his plate of cookies from Camilo’s reach. “Puppy dog eyes aren’t going to work this time!”
“But I’m hungry!” Camilo whined.
“Then you shouldn’t have eaten all of yours so fast!”
Camilo sighed and turned to Mirabel.
“Oh no,” she said, running past with her own treats. “Not today, Satan!”
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jennjiart · 2 years
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When you sick of everyone not talking about you, so you decide to set shit on fire.
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Bruno: “Oh you will talk about Bruno after this!”
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Bruno: “Stay away Mirabel!” Mirabel: “Eh..okay...”
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Bruno: “BURN!!!” Mirabel:..”You done? Got everything out of your system?”
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Bruno:”yep thanks. I needed that!”
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giulscomix · 2 years
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“Welcome home, Tìo” - Part 5 Mirabel
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“Welcome home, Tìo” - Part 5  Mirabel.  Part 6 with Antonio coming soon…  
 P.S. My Art about Bruno and the kids affection is all PLATONIC !!!
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soupbabe · 2 years
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can you do bucci gang's reaction to bruno adopting a cat-like child? and how they spending time together? love your work btw!
Team Bucciarati + Cat-Like! Child! Reader Headcanons
Thank you so much! <3 Doing headcanons because school has my brain going mush and they're more simple </3
Bruno Bucciarati
- Bruno is known around his community as one who takes in lonely and troubled youth, it's no surprise that he would end up legally adopt a child
- Quite literally you are the light of his life, parenthood is something Bucciarati always dreamed of
- Though he does make sure not to spoil you, you do end up getting a tad bit too used to the heavy amounts of money spent on you when you first got settled </3
- The majority of his team members are absolutely baffled
- He's really spending all his free time and money on some creature that does nothing but sleep and stare at him like 👁️👁️??
- But Bruno wouldn't have it any other way and doesn't stand for such insults towards his child
Team Reactions
- Fugo and Abbachio are the least qualified to be around you
- They aren't the best with children, let alone good with a child that's quiet and seems to have enough confidence to do whatever they want
- Not to mention you make their blood pressure rise like no one else
- You can and will stare at them as you break something and running away silently before Bucciarati catches you, ultimately making the blame shift to someone else
- Never leave those two in a room with you because under 10 minutes they'll be fighting the urge to brawl with an elementary schooler
- Giorno is what Mista thinks he is with you
- Quite literally the best honorary uncle, he sees a lot of himself in you and that makes connecting a lot easier
- Plus I think it's just a Brando thing to have the need to give the children in their life an upbringing better than what they had to compensate
- Not to mention Giorno finds great amusement in your troublemaking, definitely will vouch for you when you're running from Abbachio
- Mista and Narancia cause absolute chaos and might be a bit too overwhelming for someone like you
- They've always wanted a little sibling, but they're just not too responsible enough to have you in their care
- Luckily it's also very easy to sneak away from them if you all three hang out together; Mista and Narancia will get caught too up in their own petty arguments to pay attention
- Seriously Mista and Narancia would barge into Bucciarati's office freaking out about they lost you, but will immediately shut up upon seeing you on your father's lap asleep
- Don't be surprised if you end up getting the leash kid treatment from them </3
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Mista and Narancia’s dumbass fun times:
- whenever they see a playground they yell “swings!” And run towards the swings, even when they are on a mission.
- Narancia is a sucker for those little bouncy balls that you can get in a gum ball machine, so he always buys a few whenever he sees them and he has like a fuck ton of bouncy balls in his funky little room. One time they both decided to bring a bunch of them with them on a mission and they ended up at a fancy restaurant, and Narancia dropped the bag full of the bouncy balls and they went everywhere.
- One time they asked Bruno if he could unzip both their heads so that they could trade heads with each other for the day. It resulted in them bumping into things a lot. They broke several glass things that day (which isn’t surprising though).
- One week they both decided that it was “spirit week” for their team (although the others weren’t as into it as they were). The themes were sadness Sunday, Mista Monday, twin Tuesday, worm Wednesday, tropical Thursday, Fuck you Friday and snoop dog Saturday.
- Despite the fact that they don’t have a curfew or anything, they (and Trish) will sneak out of their windows at night and walk around town and pretend that they (who are part of the mafia) are doing something super rebellious and fun. And Mista will do a funny little “sneaky walk” right after he sneaks out of his window. Like they won’t even break into any buildings or steal any cars (which they aren’t opposed to doing). They just chill. Sometimes they’ll go stargazing. Narancia always brings snacks.
-if they are both ever sent on a shopping trip together they always push each other around in the shopping cart.
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Hello, are you still accepting applications? If you keep accepting, you can do one in which the Madrigal x reader family, who is the daughter of Pepa or Juliet, goes to Nevermore Academy.
(I'm going to make these headcanons, but a little more storyish. Also this is going to be platonic.)
Platonic! Yandere Madrigal family with Pepa's daughter being a student of nevermore academy
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(I'm sorry, I wasn't sure how to word the title lmao.)
Tw: Platonic yandere, platonic yandere family, stalking?, Unhealthy obsession, yandere themes.
You never really saw the point of going to Nevermore, you were never seen as a outcast to others, more of a blessing. But that's not how your mother and father and the rest of the family saw it.
You always felt you were out of place at the school, even though it was meant for outcasts. But you weren't one of these people, you weren't a outcast at all. It actually hurt you a little when your family decided to send you here.
You were the only one in the entire family who went here, why? Did your family just not care about you?
Oh but they did care, but just not in a way that you would see. They also protected you without you even knowing, they sent your own brother, Camilo everyday to shapeshift into a student and keep a close gaze on you.
Camilo would tell them what he saw, making sure to tell them of any possible threats that could of harmed you.
You were safe under their watch without even knowing it, and they wanted it to stay that way...
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