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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈𝐈 (ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ!ʙᴜᴄᴄɪɢᴀɴɢ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

Fate’s Binding

Surprised from the sudden unknown intruders in your home…are they really unknown?

(Yan!Buccigang x Fem!Reader)

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“Long time no see…huh (Y/N)?”

Snapping your head up from the intruder's voice, the sight before you led you to dropping the small succulent pot you had. You fumbled around trying to catch the pot before it met its demise. With a firm grip, you focused your attention on the person in front of you…or more like people.

There they were in their full glory. Each looked the same as you remembered,as if they were ripped out of your phone screen and dropped into your world. Clutching onto the pot you tried to find the words to speak, but immediately rendered speechless.

Footsteps drew closer to you as all you could do was stare. A firm hand was placed on your shoulder from no one other than Guido Mista.

“We missed ya you know? How long has it been for you? Feels like forever to us.”

It had been awhile since you heard Mista’s voice. You missed it especially when he would throw jokes and small innuendos at you. His large black irises staring directly into your e/c orbs. Your heart began to beat faster and swell at his prolonged eye contact.

“M-Mista…”

All of a sudden you felt a force crash into you and a wet sensation on your shoulder. There was Narancia sobbing his might out as he clutched onto your arm with a death-like grip.

“I missed you, we all missed you! I’m so glad you came back y/n, don’t leave again!” Narancia incoherently sobbed.

The sight of him holding onto you for dear life brought you back to your senses. He was actually real, they all were standing in front of you waiting for you to do something. Turning your full attention towards Narancia, you began to hug him back trying to find a way to come back from his ongoing breakdown.

“H-Hey, what do you think you're doing Narancia? Don’t hold onto her that tight! You're practically squeezing the life out of her.” Came forth Fugo.

Fugo stepped closer to you trying to separate the crying teenage boy away from your shaken form. His cold hands on your warm skin was another sensation you felt besides the tears practically being smeared on your arm.

“No Fugo, let go I deserve to hug her! It’s been forever!” He wailed.

“We all want a chance to talk to her, you can’t just run up to her like that. Look at her, she looks like she just saw a ghost.”

“Yeah I agree with Fugo, you totally cut me off and pushed me out of the way!” Mista intervened, joining in on the small squabble.

Behind the three of them were the rest, the quiet ones of the bunch. Abbachio stood there glaring at the three who currently swarmed you, but he looked less harsher than usual. Bucciarati smiled, his eyes trained on you and only you, almost as if he was stuck in some type of trance. Then there was Giorno. He looked the most calm yet there was something going on behind those emerald orbs, something you couldn’t quite pin-point.

“It’s so nice to see you guys, I was beginning to think that it was all a dream.” You spoke, silencing the three around you and fully focusing their attention on you.

The small taps of Giorno’s progressing footsteps made you look up. His angelic smile outlined by his beautiful plumped lips made you question had he always been this attractive. Sure he was more attractive than any regular person, but this was obviously pushing it.

His long elegant hand grabbed ahold of yours, pulling it closer to his chest. A long elegant stride was made towards you as he looked down into your own widened eyes.

“You looked quite surprised, displeased even. We came all this way to be with you cara.”

His statement resulted in you frantically shaking your head. Displeased? They really took your astonishment as displeasure from you?

“No please guys I don’t mean to sound sad at all or anything! I’m actually really happy you know?” You breathed before taking your attention off of Giorno and acknowledging the others.

“For the past few weeks I’ve been contemplating if everything I’ve been through with you guys was just an actual dream in itself. I woke up after leaving your world-Italy and was just laying in my bed like I took some nap. Everyone told me it was just a dream and I should just go on with my day. The only thing that was leading me on was the scar I had gained during that battle with the boss.” You paused before continuing on.

“You guys have no idea how hard it was for me to just even think that everything I’ve been through with you all was just a dream. I’m just so glad that I was wrong!” Letting out a chuckle you smiled at all of them.

All had stood still feeling the same emotion they all had the day they realized the meaning of you in their life, love and infatuation. Their hearts speeding up at the sight of your smile they had come to miss and think about every chance of the day. They had taken you for granted, but fate was merciful and given them another chance to accomplish what they should have done in the first place.

It wasn’t that they were ungrateful and mistreated you, why no, they just didn’t realize how important you were in the first place. You were like an angel sent from the heavens itself and that smile was one of the many reasons to prove. Your small delighted chuckle was another sign of a harmonious harp playing in the distant heavens.

Giorno’s hold on your hand got more firm as he brought your hand up to place a gentle small kiss on your smooth skin. The airy feeling of his lips lingered with a tingling sensation around the small spot. His emerald eyes shining with a small smile accompanying it.

The marching of feet interrupted the stupor Giorno had bestowed upon you. A pair of violent-yellow eyes glaring at the younger male in front of him.

Abbachio’s eyebrows furrowing and the forming wrinkles on his forehead indicated another session of insults that were about to be thrown at Giorno in front of you. Just like before with Man in the Mirror, his finger made its way to the opening of Giorno’s suit and pressed harshly against it resulting in Giorno losing his grip on your hand.

“Listen here you little shit, just because we're fortunate to see y/n again doesn’t mean you can place your hands all over her! Especially you of all people.”

“I am only expressing my appreciation of being granted the chance to see her. Shouldn’t you? All you have been doing is standing in the back. It would seem that you were the one with the least enjoyment.”

Before Abbachio could retort at the young blonde's comment, Bucciarati stepped forth beginning to lecture the two. This inciting chaos to fill the room once again with Narancia pouncing back onto you with Fugo lecturing him in doing so, Mista complaining of the lack of attention he was getting, and the arguing three men on the right side of you trying to justify how both of their actions were just.

A small headache was arising from the mish-mash of chatter and harsh repetitive embrace that was on your left arm. As much as you missed them, you were pretty beat from school and not only a bad day at work.

“Hey guys…?”

All of their heads snap towards you at an alarming rate, it almost frightened you how in sync they were.

“I know how excited we are to be with each other again and I’m sure you must’ve all had a rough journey on getting here or something, but I’m really beat after today.”

They all just blinked at you, not saying a word. Abbachio looking a little less angry than before with Bucciarati who stared at you with a tranquil gaze. Giorno as well staring as if nothing had happened with the twenty-one year old adult. Mista looked like he was cut-off in mid sentence with his finger still pointing at Fugo who had his back turned but head turned to be able to meet your gaze. Narancia remained in place, only looking up but still managing to not let go of your arm.

Bucciarati was the first to move, taking calm placid steps to you. His olive tan skinned hand meeting your unoccupied shoulder.

“Listen everyone, y/n is right. She must have had a stressful day and we should let her rest. It wouldn’t be fair to ask much more from her than her hospitality of letting us stay.” Bucciarati announced.

Your eyebrow perked a little at Bucciarati’s comment. Sure he was right about the being tired part, but jumping to conclusions that you would house all six of them. Not like you wouldn’t of course, it was just a little surprising at the bold assumption the Passione capo had. He was older than you and experienced much more than you had ever had, he probably already knew with the smart thinking he had to do on an everyday basis.

“That means you should let go of her arm, Narancia.” Fugo spoke up, earning a small hum from the mall latched on your arm.

“That means you should let go of her arm now.”

“No, I don't wanna let her go! You don’t want me to let go right y/n?! Narancia whined, receiving a scowl from Fugo.

“Enough arguing you two, did you not hear what I had said?” Bucciarati shouted, stopping the two from going into another argument like Abbachio and Giorno had.

Narancia reluctantly let go of you, but kept his violet eyes trained on yours. It was as if all of them wouldn’t let you leave their sight. You didn’t really think much of it, yet it still was perplexing with the gaze of six men constantly on your form.

“Well then I can’t have you all lounging about in my room. It’s kind of really small enough to fit me and my bed…yeah er…I don’t think I have to elaborate much on that. I can situate you all in my front room like outside my room and around the corner.”

All of them were still silent, not saying much and waiting for you to continue on except for the small pout Mista wore after trying to explain the bed scenario.

“I know that my apartment is like really small and probably is not luxurious enough for all of you, but it beats being on the streets right?” You awkwardly tried throwing in a joke.

Not picking up on your joking tone, they all started to protest on how your warm welcome was just enough or that it didn’t matter to any of them.

“I don’t have much in blankets and pillows wise, I’m not used to housing six people other than myself. I hope that also isn’t a big problem…I can move the couch back a lil further and remove the small coffee table that’s there.” You rambled on, placing a hand on your chin.

You absent-mindedly walked out of your bedroom and to the little living room ahead. Your apartment really wasn’t all that big. You had an apartment resembling one of a studio. A large sized room with a kitchen and living room in it, although there was a door and a small hallway leading into your room. It wasn’t that long and the other side was the small bathroom used for guests, but the apartment wasn’t made for company this large.

All of the gang wordlessly followed you as you still seemed to ramble on about housing arrangements. They all stopped and carefully observed you as you pushed the sofa back like you said and the coffee table out of the way creating a large open space on the soft furry carpet you had. Walking over to where there was a cabinet and picture frames on top with what they assumed were the friends of this world you have, you pulled different blankets out and set them on the couch.

You looked up checking on the gang just to see their eyes still on you, like that was a major surprise on your part. Letting out a small smile you pushed past Mista and Giorno going into your room and coming back out with more blankets. You set them down with the others and patted the pillows on your sofa to puff them up a little to get a cushy feeling.

“I know this is not much, but I tried for now. I can take a day of school and work calling in sick then we can all get you stuff because apparently I really don’t have enough for you all. This is the only night you’ll deal with being this uncomfortable, I promise”

“You have no need to worry bella, we're here with you and that is all that matters. Having said you would pause on your daily priorities really means a lot to us and we couldn’t find a way to thank you more. Please rest easy tonight.” Bucciarati replied with a heart-warming golden smile.

Taking one last look at all of them you couldn't help but reciprocate Bucciarati’s radiant kind beam. Giving a small wave you walked into your room and shut the door. You slid down it in silence trying to take in all that just happened. It wasn’t really silence due to the little thumps from the other room or the incoherent muttering you couldn’t make out. Silently to yourself you prayed that this time it wouldn’t be a dream, that they would be awake to greet you like they once had back in the spring of Italy 2001.

Shuffling over to your bed, you begin to get ready for the night. You took off your makeup and changed into your sleepwear to get ready for bed. Sliding in the cool sheets that were absent from blankets you once slept with due to the new unexpected company in the other room.

You laid there staring at the pitch black ceiling before getting washed away with the feeling of drowsiness. Closing your eyes you finally succumbed to sleep which put ease to your subconscious worries of waking up to an empty apartment.

What you failed to notice was the creaking of the door and the six figures that accompanied it hovering over your sleeping form.

Ayyyy think I can request prompts 15 and 47 with Fugo? Thank you!

yay a request with the sweet strawberry boy!🍓 i could never deny anything with him. i luv him sm 🥺💕

Yandere Fugo x Reader

Prompts #15 and #47

When it came between debating to betray Passione or not, someone made that decision for you.

This was the time to make an important life-threatening decision. Here you were standing in front of a boat that once brought you determination to finish your mission, but now dread and fear for what would happen once you got back onto it. All of you stood back as you all watched Bucciarati waiting for a response from everyone. Giorno eyeing the group as Trish laid limp from the interaction with her father. Mista and Abbachio had gotten on the boat leaving two of you other comrades to ponder in their own thoughts. 

You were conflicted, you didn’t want to leave your friends to fend for yourself especially when one of them was the very reason you were alive right. Although the thought of being a traitor the biggest crime syndicate in Italy and dealing with its consequences scared you. Somehow either choice had its own down side, down sides you didn’t want to witness.

When Bucciarati came out from the chapel looking like he had almost kissed death itself, frightened you. Not only that, a distressed Giorno was there who looked like he also witnessed something equal to horrors. Whatever must’ve happened in there really had shaken them up. You always knew of the boss to be a corrupt man, you never agreed with his greed reducing him to selling drugs to innocent children. It wasn’t right, but what could a mere soldato do? 

Making a decision, you decided to fight for what was right. If that wasn’t enough, you were going to fight for your capo. The same capo who took you in when you were at your worst and gave you a place to call home. It was only fair that you would stand up for what was right and help your capo as much as you can. 

You began to take small steps towards the boat. The little shuffles enacted another response from one of your comrades who stood next to you. A grip on your wrist made you snap your head up to the perpetrator. “What do you think you're doing?! That’s practically suicide! Y-You can’t be serious on getting on that boat, you’ll get killed! Is that what you want, to be killed?” Said Fugo who was one of the closest allies you have bonded with during your journey. “I can’t just let Bucciarati and Trish go. After what the boss did, I don’t think I can ever go back to serving under him. I owe Bucciarati my life, this is the least I could do.” 

Before Fugo could respond, Bucciarati interrupted him signaling towards you. “This is her choice Fugo. If she has already decided on which path she will take, let her be. I understand you have different beliefs…but this is (Y/N)’s choice.” As Bucciarati finished his sentence you had gotten on the boat sitting next to Mista as he held his pistol in his hands. Fugo looking mildly pissed started to spat out words of vexation. Not only soon was it just him, left alone to contemplate his thoughts. 

Fugo walked away in disbelief. The sound of his footsteps and the calmly pushing of the canal waves filled his ears. Everything he had come to love had vanished in a second as everyone walked into a deathtrap itself. Kicking a stone he pulled out a small strawberry keychain that he received from his dearest. He remembered the day crystal clear. You and him were sent on a mission in order to collect the money that was owed to Passione from a shady associate who was secretly plotting against Passione. It was a rough fight, but it was a fight that made him realize that he was truly in love with you. 

After the battle you both decided to go sit down for a bite to eat, much to Fugo’s dismay. Although that evening had turned into a night he would think about everyday before he would shut his purple hues. You had given him that strawberry keychain because it had reminded you of him. How you believe he was sweet even though his rage would get in the way sometimes. The smile you wore on your face that night was one he would never forget. The way you beamed up at him, eyes twinkling in what he believed was true love at it’s finest. Ever since that night, he knew that you and him were meant to be together…no matter what. Even though that love was one-sided.

When he heard your sudden declaration of getting on that boat, he was stunned. He knew that if you got on that boat, everything would be over. Yet there was Bucciarati who stopped him, thinking he had the right to say something about the love you shared between each other. Cursing to himself about his dumb mistake, he knew he had to do something about it. 

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Approaching the colosseum had been tortuous. Not only have you lost your dear friend Abbachio, you have also figured out that Bucciarati was what you would call a walking corpse. Everything was crumbling apart as you all were mercilessly attacked by two stand users part of La Unita Speciale. You were baffled as you were separated from the rest of your team, blooded and certain parts of your face turned into what felt like mud. Stumbling into an alleyway, you leaned against the wall slowly sinking down. Your labored breathing and increased heart rate was all you could take in. The ringing in your ears tore you away from your surroundings, until you heard approaching footsteps.

Too beaten up to defend yourself, you just tilted your head to the side to look at the one who would possibly end your life. Purple shoes were all you saw, the small red designs on top were blurred out from your hazy vision.

“Did you not take into account that this would happen to you? You're hurt, bleeding out in front of my very eyes. How thoughtless.” Recognizing the voice, you let your eyes slowly adjust the new figure into view. There Fugo was standing above you, looking down at your pathetic injured form. All you could do was breathe as you shakily reached out for him. Cold purple orbs gazed down at you before he kneeled down to take your hand in his. “All I ever wanted was to be with you…you showed what it was like to accept myself and my terrible ways. Now here you are, look what siding with Bucciarati has gotten you. You should’ve stayed with me like how you were destined to be. I know you know what I’m talking about. The way you always looked at me, how you treated me different from everyone else, but playing hard to get can only go on for so long you know.” Fugo shifted closer. His grip on your weakened hand tightened as his face sat right in front of yours. His slow breathing and the warmth from his breath giving your body goosebumps as he placed a chaste kiss on your hand. “I’m already dreaming of our wedding. Can you imagine it? No more of this pretending bullshit.” 

Fugo pulled away as you felt his lean arms wrap around your sprawled out form. Your blood soaking into his lime green suit, staining the material into becoming a brown like hue. “I’m taking you back with me. You don’t have to cry or feel pain anymore. You might not understand now but you will thank me later.” At once you were picked up from the ground and held into Fugo’s loving arms. You suddenly began to squirm and writhe around in his touch resulting in a hiss of anger from the male. “You better stop moving right now or there will be a lot more pain than what you are going through right now, you understand?” Having no more strength to go against his wishes, you nodded, making Fugo smile warmly at your curled form. 

“Good, you know I will always love you…no matter what.”

Can I request the yandere prompt: 24,95, and 99? If you can't include all three prompts, then just 24 and 95. Thanks!

Here you go bby! I had way too much fun with this lemme tell you that!! Here is big goth daddy 2.0. I also loved the prompts…I really wanna work with other big goth daddy. (*ahem*if anyone wanted to request for Abbachio or anything, you didn’t hear it from me 🤭)

Yandere Risotto x Reader

Prompts #24, #95, #99

After deciding to not betray your boss with your original squad, your moved to another. Assigned to protect the bosses daughter, you leave your distant lover in the past.

Being part of Passione, the number one crime syndicate in Italy, you witnessed the horrors of the true world. You’ve experienced more than others wouldn’t dare to imagine. The boss originally dispatched you in the assasination division, it being La Squadra. With the awakening of your stand, the mysterious boss thought it would be a great aid for those in La Squadra.

Honestly you were confused just as ever. You weren’t weak, but then again you wouldn’t consider yourself the strongest like Prosciutto or with a dangerous yet sneaky stand like Man in the Mirror. Your stand was just there to help the others locating and reading the enemy’s next move, a predicament almost. Silent and Sweet, your stand, could also pack a punch just not as strong as the others.

It was a pretty rocky start with the others taking a while to adapt to you and question why the boss would even send a girl in to do the job in the first place. It took a few weeks, but you bonded close with them becoming almost like family. Sure Ghiaccio yelled all the time and Illuso would just laugh at whatever the blue-haired male would go on about. You couldn’t have imagined it any other way.

That was until you caught feelings for the leader of the squad.

Risotto, always so mysterious and talked the bare minimum compared to the rest. He still cared about his allies and truly had a good heart. You were able to see that in him when he had assigned you as his partner for a assination mission.

He wanted what was best for his squad and for you. Even the blood that would be on his hands, it was worth it as long as the rest of you were healthy and well. Not to mention that he was also just as charming as well. His strong build and muscles that looked like they were carved by the Gods themselves enchanted you so much. As his unique eyes also seem to amaze you on how beautiful yet mysterious they were.

You both bonded during that mission and sooner or later, became lovers. It shocked not only you yet the whole team when their leader decided to open himself up to someone and become intimate with them. Of course you said yes and the two of you became an official couple.

Life was truly amazing, you had everything you ever wanted in life. You had enough money to get you buy, a stable job (even though you did disagree in murdering some of the innocent people), and an amazing lover like Risotto. He may be reclusive around others, but when it was the two of you alone he was someone else. You felt like you ruled the world and wished that it would last forever…

Yet sadly, every good thing must come to an end.

When there was rising tension between the squad and your employer, you paid no mind to it thinking that it would someday brush over. Then your squad started to act independently. More complaints and more aggressive actions towards the orders the boss would give to you all. When Sorbet and Gelato went missing, you had an uneasy pit in your stomach. You knew something was wrong and everyone would pick up on it, even Risotto.

Risotto could sense your worries for the two, yet he always took your mind off of it by distracting you and showering you with his love. The day you figured out what happened to you crushed you.

That was when the squad decided to betray Passione.

As much as you loved your friends and lover, you couldn’t betray the organization. You were scared for what was to come only seeing ruin, yet the others disagreed. You tried to persuade your lover, but he wouldn’t budge. He explained that they weren’t treated right and that they deserved much better.

You didn’t want him out of all people to suffer the same fate your teammates had faced, but he couldn’t see where you came from. That was when you decided to call it off no matter how much it hurt you. Walking out of that building was one of the hardest things you ever did in your life.

The boss caught wind of your loyalty immediately re-assigning you into a different squad that he saw fit. You knew of the leader, you both ran into each other when trying to get in contact with Polpo, one of the high-ranking Capo’s. He was a pretty decent man and you never could find anything wrong with him.

When the boss assigned you to Bucciarati’s gang, you were pleased to see that they were a decent bunch. Yeah they may have been a little crazy, but they were also sweet and caring. They reminded you of your old group and it somewhat disheartened you.

All of you were tasked with protecting the boss’s daughter and getting her safely to him, ensuring nothing would ever happen to her. You thought it was a strange request, but decided to go with it anyway. That was until you found out that your old squad was trying to target you all. You didn’t want any harm to befall on them, but when they kept pushing at you all not caring about who you were on the team, you had to remember that they were of the past.

Encounter after every encounter began to chip at your spirit. Going from a happy young individual to a pessimistic paranoid individual in a second. Bucciarati and his gang would always do whatever to cheer you up, but it made you remember all the times your past lover would do the same.

“It’s alright amore, no need to worry.”

Was what he would always say to you and bring you in his warm arms. Now it was all a distant memory with your new gang picking up the broken pieces.

Although after Prosciutto and Pesci were persistent on ending you all, you knew that it wasn’t fair to sulk around when everyone was also risking their lives for your safety. That was when you figured out you would fight the same as everyone else and put your all into it. You didn’t have time to reminisce while your teammates did all the work.

It all came down to the moment when Bucciarati walked out of that chapel. He looked exhausted holding the injured body of the girl you grew to protect. That was when he explained that he betrayed the boss and needed the help. He gave you all a choice, but you knew how this would end.

Jerking forward and placing your hand on your chest, you began to protest against your Capo. You didn’t want what happened before to happen again, you couldn’t watch all of them walk in the footsteps of your past teammates.

“I refuse, you seriously can’t do this Bucciarati! Don’t you know how outrageous this is? I’ve seen this before and I can’t let it happen again…” You exclaimed, feeling tears form on your waterline.

“I can’t watch you guys die again!”

Bucciarati looked at you sympathetically, him knowing of your past dilemma. Fugo agreed with you, deciding to stay behind because he could never betray the boss.

But

You made a decision you couldn’t believe you made, and the worst mistake of all. You joined Bucciarati on his crusade to take down the boss. You didn’t want to watch them die, but you had to fight for them no matter what it would take. You would sacrifice yourself for them all, it was the least you could do with how much they helped you. Building you back up again to be the confident woman you were before.

Everything was going well although you were completely oblivious to the lingering danger in your shadow. You encountered the people who work directly under the boss and defeated them. Narancia barely scraping it by, but making it work.

You all had to go to Sardinia in order to uncover the boss's true identity. The ride over, more like flight, was terrible. Notorious B.I.G. being the primary problem, but you found humor in it blaming that Moody Blues replayed a bad pilot. When you were all ejected out of the plane and Trish using her stand to safely fly you all to shore, it had left your stomach quite queasy.

Deciding to take a walk in order for your stomach to gain it’s barings, you found yourself at a rocky road. You sat down on one of the rocks, closing your eyes and peacefully enjoying the oceanside breeze.

A scuffle of dirt startled you causing you to whip your head around in a brief second. Looking back, you saw nothing behind you. You thought that it was your paranoia, but at this point it could have been anything.

You stood up and started to inspect the area. There was nothing around but a frog who was peacefully staring at you. Chuckling to yourself, it reminded you of Giorno’s ability to create life and when he created a bunch of frogs in order to get away from Melone and Ghiaccio.

Calling that everything was safe, you sat back on your respected rock and took a deep breath. That was when you felt arms enveloped you, your body going rigid from the contact and tightness this stranger had over you. Calm breathing was all you heard as a pair of lips caressed your ear. A faint smirk appeared on the stranger's face when a chuckle rang through his throat, sending vibrations down your back from the closeness you both had.

“Miss me amore?”

Eyes widening at the familiar voice, you tried to turn your head to confirm your suspicions. That resulted in another small chuckle and squeeze on your frozen form.

“Come now, don’t act so hastily. You look so scared, what’s troubling you dear?”

“Risotto, what a-are you doing here?” You asked, trying to sound confident yet the brief stutter spoke otherwise.

“It’s a lovers reunion of course, afterall how long have we been separated? Not only that, you abandoned us, abandoned me. No need to worry anymore, I’m here with you again, you don’t have to worry about me or our love anymore. Bucciarati had his fair share of you, but I think it’s safe to say that time must come to an end. Afterall, we are both traitors to Passione now, aren’t we?”

A hitch in your breathing spoke for you and the sudden feeling of having to vomit arose. You didn’t like this situation, something was wrong. He spoke as calmly as ever, but there was an edge to it and you knew something was in store for you.

Taking a deep breath you started to speak again.

“Yes I suppose we are, but what are you actually here for? If you're here to kill me I don’t care, I wouldn’t put it past you. Your little love talk is getting quite annoying. Stop pretending like we’re still a thing, I called it off a long time ago remember? That time when you got your whole team killed.”

A small ‘tsk’ noise came out of him before you were spun around to meet the eyes you loved before. His red irises bore into you as he silently stared or more like analyzed you as if he hadn’t seen you in the longest time. There was a time when you would soak up all this attention, but right all you feared was that the one you once loved would end your life.

“It’s okay to love me. You don’t have to fake this facade of abrasiveness. I’ve missed you and come to realize that it isn’t about the money anymore, it was about you. Come, I know a place we can stay for the time-being and soon we’ll make leave for another country.”

Fear coursed through you had his remark of relocating. He wanted to take you away and was delusional enough to believe that you would go with it? You shuddered and shriveled underneath his piercing gaze, you felt so small underneath him. No matter what, you would not feed into his illusion of your old love.

“N-No, I’m staying here and that’s final. I’ve sworn my life to Bucciarati and would do whatever to help him and his team achieve their goal. I don’t love you anymore Risotto, I’ve learned to move on. I have a new life now and honestly I like it better than before. I don’t want to go with you and I don’t love you.”

You boldly placed a hand on your chest as you furrowed your brows waiting for a response from him. Risotto huffed and backed away a few feet, hands digging into the pockets of his black and white striped pants. You couldn’t read his expression as he just stared at you with a blank stoic look.

The feeling of nausea came back at full force and pain erupted throughout your throat. The next moment you were throwing up pins and needles. They were small enough to hurt, but not big enough to do much damage. Staring at the ground in utter horror, the burning sensation in my throat continued to ache. The pain makes it difficult for you to breathed as you just clenched your throat in pain.

“At least pretend you love me! Say you love me! Please say you love me! It’s all I want to hear for the rest of my life! You can’t just forget about everything we had! I’ve lost everything, I’ve lost my whole squad and I’m not planning to lose you too.”

Risotto suddenly became silent and made his way over to you. His sudden outburst frightened you. Not only did he use his stand on you, his frame of mind seemed to be fractured beyond relief. You tried to feel sympathy for him, he lost what was basically his family and you were the only thing left. Yet, you knew he had gone overboard.

“You’re coming with me, whether you like it or not.”

Instantly the painful sensation coarsed throughout your body. Starting out as a tingling sensation soon becoming a burning sensation. Letting out small gasps and puffs of air, your knees buckled sending you straight to the ground. You never fought Risotto and never would have thought of that silly idea, although you knew if you fought him, you would lose.

“Look at you. You think you can battle the boss with that stand of yours? You’ll be just a sitting duck.”

The agony of the pain increased tenfold as your skin tore from the razorblades that pierced through it. Letting out a scream of misery, your head collapsed on the ground. Your body writing and curling up, the taste of tears adding more to your torment. Then you felt sharp stings from your legs causing you even more torture. The pain became too much to bear that your screams were silenced.

The drool from your mouth leaked on the ground as your eyes started to star. The sound of Risotto approaching made you roll your eyes towards his tall leaning frame. Was he always that tall? Not being able to mutter a word, your vision started to haze. The pain becoming too much to bear from your body already suffering from the attacks with Notorious B.I.G.

“Such a shame I have to take you like this, truly. When you wake we’ll be somewhere new, our own reality.”

Darkness was enveloping and the feeling of someone grabbing you was all you could feel before your eyes shut.

BREAKING NEWS: y/n l/n was kidnapped yesterday by a team of cosplayers

Oops (´༎ຶོρ༎ຶོ`)

Poor y/n can never get a break can they…Not only kidnapped by their respective yandere’s, they get kidnapped by cosplayers…

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What kind of cosplayers?👀

Here’s a yandere prompt list I found and here’s the original post. You all could request anything from it with whatever character and I would be glad to write it how I interpret it. I’m finishing up on a few requests and then I would be free to write away. I want to expand on my writing so mwehhehe! Request away!

Yandere Writing Prompts

After seeing some lists go around I decided to write my own!

Feel free to request stuff from this or to use these prompts yourself!

If you want to request something from this please add the number / and or the prompt itself into the ask. You can request up to three prompts at once for a character and I will then write a short scenario for it!

Hope you like these!!

1. “ I love you so much you have no idea.”

2. “ Please pay attention to me!”

3. “. They tried to take you away from me! I had to do something!”

4. “ I’m only doing this to keep you safe!”

5. “ Just what do you think you’re doing? Put that phone down!”

6. “Please don’t ever leave me!”

7. “Now we can finally be together forever!”

8. “Please don’t make this harder than it needs to be.”

9. “ I’m sorry darling but I cannot help but be jealous when you talk to other people.”

10. “ Why cant you just say you love me??!”

11. “ You think I’m a monster? You’re the one that made me like this!”

12. “ Shhh please be quiet. Everything will be okay.”

13. “ Darling , did you miss me as much as I missed you?”

14. “ Darling why are you crying? I took care of the problem!”

15. “ You might not understand now but you will thank me later.”

16. “ I would do anything to make you stay.”

17. “ Can’t you see that we’re perfect for each other?”

18. “ Why are you trying to leave?? Aren’t you happy?! ”

19. “ Please don’t cry. Show me the smile I love so much! ”

20. “ I can’t live without you anymore!”

21. “ I want this moment to last forever. ”

22. “ You’re safe here in my arms.”

23. “ Please don’t scream at me like that. You know how much it hurts me.”

24. “ It’s okay for you to love me.”

25. “ Why won’t you talk to me anymore?”

26. “ What did I do wrong?”

27. “ What’s so special about them?”

28. “ What do they have that I don’t?! ”

29. “ Stop denying our love! Stop denying our future together!! ”

30. “ Only you can make me feel alive.”

31. “ You’re the only one that truly understands me.”

32. “ I just can’t let you go.”

33. “ Kissing you like this is all I ever wanted.”

34. “ You look so peaceful when you sleep.”

35. “ Why did you lock your window last night? I wasn’t able to see you!”

36. “ Your lipstick is missing? I wonder where it went.”

37. “ Never look at anyone else ever again.”

38. “ Only look at me with these pretty eyes of yours.”

39. “ You’re mine. You know that right?”

40. “ No one else can love you like I do.”

41. “ I’m all you have left now.”

42. “ Don’t struggle. This is for the best.”

43. “ They didn’t know you belong to me so I had to get rid of them!”

44. “ Did you really think you could escape? ”

45. “ I’ve been dreaming about this since I first saw you.”

46. “ I was the one that wrote that love letter !”

47. “ I’m already dreaming of our wedding. Can you imagine it?”

48. “ The dress/suit I chose looks wonderful on you, darling.”

49. “ You haven’t been paying enough attention to me lately, so I had to do something about it.”

50. “ I don’t care if your eyes are filled with love or hate, I just want you to look at me.”

51.“I bought you your favorite flowers! Don’t worry about how I knew you liked them.”

52. “ My eyes will always be on you.”

53. “ I can’t think about anything other than you.”

54. “ I always think about you. ”

55. “ I can’t bear the thought of you being with anyone else.”

56. “ You don’t understand! I had to shelter you from this cruel world!”

57. “ You can’t escape my love.”

58. “ My life is so bleak without you.”

59. “ Promise you will never leave me.”

60. “ This mark is to show everyone that you’re mine.”

61. “ You want to hang out with your friends? Let me tag along so I can keep an eye on you.”

62. “ You want to see your friends? They aren’t worthy of your kindness.”

63. “ Please tell me everything is okay. I just want you to forgive me!”

64. “ These chains are to ensure that you can never leave me.”

65. “ You’ll love your new home! I decorated it just like you always wanted!”

66. “ You want to go home? You’re already home.”

67. “ Nothing can separate us now.”

68. “ I want your face to be the first thing I see when I wake up.”

69. “ They thought they could tear us apart so I had to put a stop to them!”

70. “ Can’t you see that we’re meant to be together? ”

71. “ From the moment I saw you , I knew you were the one for me.”

72. “ Your lips are as soft as I imagined them to be.”

73. “ Holding you like this , having you with me, is pure bliss.”

74. “ I can’t imagine life without you anymore.”

75. “ I’m doing this for you! Why are you trying to stop me?!”

76. “ I’d do anything to ensure our happiness. ”

77. “ Hold my hand and never let go.”

78. “ Oh these photos? I took them so I could look at you whenever I wanted.”

79. “ Don’t be scared. I don’t want to hurt you.”

80. “ This hurts me way more than it hurts you.”

81. “ I know everything about you darling , we’re perfect for each other. ”

82. “ You really thought you could keep your little boyfriend/girlfriend secret from me?”

83. “ I just want to show you how much I love you.”

84. “ Did they bother you again? Just let me deal with them!”

85. “ I love seeing you so submissive. Give in to me.”

86. “ Don’t struggle. It will only make things harder.”

87. “ What do I need to do to make you love me back?”

88. “ I did it out of love!”

89. “ This world doesn’t deserve someone as sweet as you.”

90. “ If you beg enough I might consider loosening these chains.”

91. “ Say you won’t let go of me.”

92. “ I’ve known you for a lot longer than you think.”

93. “ You agreed to be mine so you must feel the same!”

94. “ My heart screams out for you. I can’t keep my distance anymore.”

95. “ At least pretend you love me!’

96. ” You will grow to love me back I just know it!“

97. ” You don’t have to pretend you love that fool anymore! I got rid of them for you!“

98. ” Please be good for me. I don’t want to hurt you.“

99. ” Say you love me! Please say you love me! It’s all I want to hear for the rest of my life!“

100. ” I will kiss you until your lips bleed. Just let me have this , I wanted to do this for so long.“

Merry Christmas!

Awww Merry Christmas cutie!! I hope you have a blessed holiday and New Years as well! It’s been a rough two years but I’m glad that things are becoming somewhat normal! Happy Holidays to everyone else as well ♪(๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)♪♡🎄✨