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depravitymoon · 5 months
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Does the Yandere la squadra have room preferences for the darling post kidnapping?
This is the oldest ask sitting in my inbox and today’s the day I answer it. Right now, I’m gonna be honest. Part of the reason this sat in my inbox for so long is because I was trying to figure out the question. Hence, I’m going to try to guess what it’s asking. 
The questions I’m gonna be asking myself:
What are the general house rules post-kidnapping?
Would your yandere even give you a room?
Would your yandere change their own room for you?
And just to make this simple: This is an Everyone Lives AU where Giorno is Don and actually increased La Squadra's pay by 1000%. La Squadra are roommates in a big ass villa, so it feels like live in through own private apartment complex... but richer. lol
(Some of the pictures of rooms come from here.)
(Warning: Other than yandere, kidnapping, and implied forced labor, Melone also wants kids with you.))
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RIsotto Nero
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Risotto’s rules:
Don’t get sassy with him.
Do what he says.
Do not attempt to run away from him.
If he is not there, then have Pesci or Prosciutto guide you.
Would your yandere even give you a room? NO.
Risotto isn’t as fucked up as some of his teammates, but he likes having control of you. Also, it’s easier to intimidate you when he’s always so close to you (and is a giant). Having your own room might make you feel too comfortable disobeying him and he refuses to let you think that’s an option.
Would your yandere change their own room for you? Yes. You behave and he’s willing to even make the room look like Enid and Wednesday’s. 
Prosciutto
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Prosciutto’s rules:
Be a good housewife.
Cook the meals.
Clean the ‘house’.
Run errands with Pesci.
Don’t sass him.
Greet him when he gets home.
Would your yandere even give you a room?  HAHAHAHAHA, NO. You’re funny.  You two are married and married couples sleep together.  Also, you’re in charge of cleaning, do you really want your own room to clean in addition of his room and Pesci’s.
Would your yandere change their own room for you? He will negotiate with you. Have you been a good wife? Have you been completing the chores? What are you willing to give in return to drastically change his room for you? 
Sidenote 01: Prosciutto gets the biggest room because Risotto didn't care to get the Master bedroom. 
Sidenote 02: Proscuitto just wants you taking care of his portion of the villa. If you're being annoying, he'll force you to clean of Pesci's portion (but Pesci's nice enough to help you with your cleaning).
Pesci
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Pesci’s rules:
Be polite to Risotto.
Listen to what big brother says.
If big bro gets handsy on you, look for Pesci.
Avoid the others except Ghiaccio.
Stay away from Ghiaccio when he’s mad. Don’t walk, RUN.
Would your yandere even give you a room? Pesci would never force you to stay in his room unless he actually thought you were in danger. At worse, he'd manipulate you into staying with him. If La Squadra has room (no pun intended) you can have your own room.
Would he change his room for you? Absolutely! He just wants you comfortable! Hell, you can have half of his room AND your own room. 
Melone
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Melone’s Rules:
Be a good parent to his future offspring.
Don’t ask for anything unless you’re willing to do some Not Safe For Work activities for it.
At least pretend you're happy to see Melone once in awhile, especially around bambino!
Would your yandere even give you a room? Honestly, yes. He did kidnap you to force you to have his future children. The least he can do is accommodate you.
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He'll only let you roam the villa if he believes you'll behave. The moment you try leaving is the moment you're literally chained to his bedroom and has to have Pesci follow you around when Melone can't.  Yes, he knows you're mad that he plans to baby trap you. At least you'll be a rich mom, not a pauper with 'freedom'.
Would he change his room for you?  No. If anything, he’d probably make your room also your future baby’s room too, which would force you to come to his room for some peace and quiet.
Ghiaccio
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((Author's Note: Let's pretend that the floor is an all white carpet. Apparently, most people know better than to have white carpet.))
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Ghiaccio’s Rule:
DO NOT stain his room.
DO NOT yell at him.
DO NOT talk to the other members unless it’s an emergency.
DO NOT be alone with Melone.
DONT. STAIN. ANYTHING.
You may be asking "Why would you have a white room? Why not just let me go if you dont want a stained room-" SHUT UP AND DONT SASS HIM.
Would your yandere even give you a room?  Depending on if you two are own good terms, he might let you stay in the tinier room right next to his. Just behave. Your room has no bed, because he'll be forcing you to sleep in his bed with him. You're the most likely darling to be allowed to roam the villa, but you can't go outside. 
Would he change his room for you?  No, which is why you get your own room if you behave. 
Illuso
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Illuso's rules:
Do as he says.
Do as he says.
Do as he says.
Do as he says.
Oh, he keeps you in the mirror world with food all day when he's not with you. Rights? lol Silly darling, you have no rights.
Everything you have is solely due to his desires. While Risotto's darling spends 90% of the time in his room, Illuso's darling spends 99.99% of the time in Illuso's room and the mirror world.
Formaggio
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Doesn’t need rules because he can just shrink you down when he wants.
I imagine the only thing that stands out about Formaggio's room is that it's filled with a dollhouse, dolls, pet cages, and a hamster ball. Why all of that? So he can entertain himself messing with you. 
There is more than enough room for you to be in Formaggio's room. And he doesn't want to break you like Illuso would. Formaggio just likes bullying you, but he does want you functioning like a human being. Having a person he can actually converse with is better han some doll that obeys him, gross. 
Obviously, you wont get your own room, but he will customize your dollhouse room if you behave! Oh and he does like you room the mansion. Keep in mind if you ever try to flee, that privilege is revoked forever.
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May I please for a scenario or headcanons for poly La Squadra including Sorlato with fem darling who knows about their interest towards her and her saying this:
"I know your interest in me, and I'm willing to return those feelings if you let me continue working in my doll shop and you guys work there. Also, I know your original paychecks sucks, so we all get what we want."
Cool, extra hands to help out? Seems like a good bargain, on the surface, there’s no take backs once you say “yes” and being Yandere they will test their dearests mettle to the limits.
Yandere! La Squadra w/ doll shop owner darling
So whether you repair, sell, make dolls, they’re all ready to help. Which depending on the options could be quite chaotic. There will be times they absolutely make you uncomfortable.
Formaggio probably makes comments of how this is rather a bit girly for him and he’d rather just hang around you, Illuso makes a jab at his statement in which these two have a little back and forth. They don’t really end up fighting but there’s a little intensity you can feel.
He then keeps coming up to you for the smallest of tasks or takes forever on certain bits that should be child’s play. It’s absolutely on purpose and almost impossible to get him off your back.
He also mentions you’re so sweet for paying them. That it’s a good thing that he’s there with the others, otherwise you could get taken advantage of. He’s only allowed to do that, and you can feel the irony of his statement thick in the air.
Sewing/clothing repair is interestingly enough right up Pesci’s alley. He’s worked with fishing line and other thin wires so learning isn’t hard when you teach him. Which you likely praise him for how quickly he’s picked things up.
If you compliment him he gets rather shaky, you swear you see some blush to his cheeks, and Prosciutto scolds him to at least try and keep his composure. His heart flys to the moon if you think his nervousness is cute.
Prosciutto is sort of beaming with pride, but at the same time insists having some time with you himself. There might be a lingering amount of jealousy he had for Pesci’s praise coming from you, but he puts that aside and decides he needs to step up his game.
He gets all professional with you and staring at your stitch work, he’ll immediately help you with any snag/mistake you might’ve made. There’s a point he might even guide your own hands if he sees the need.
He absolutely makes sure you can feel him beside you, and is memorizing every type of fabric you use, the measurements, and accessories. Is he much too close to one side of your ear? That’s a yes. He’ll even tell you it’s absolutely necessary, somehow batting off your concerns as if they’re excuses.
Sorbet and Gelato are an interesting pair that love keeping each other company whenever they can dip out. It feels like they’re unproductive in their work, but by the time you’re closing every little thing you asked them to do is done. It seems they’re rather great at keeping your dolls clean honestly. This does come at a personal cost, if no one else is cornering you Sorbet and Gelato will absolutely be there. Gelato seems to recommend certain dolls be rearranged in a certain way. A couple of them are plucked and the money is all in the register. Sorbet on the other hand seems to be great at seeing which ones have massive value if you received a donation or sale. Telling you them to lock them behind glass, the two of them seem to joke about locking you beind a cute glass display. The way they say it seemingly romantically doesn’t feel like a joke however.
Melone does very well with making sure all of your money is accounted for, somehow he knows all your expenses and other things he probably shouldn’t know about you.
If you’re working in the back and he comes into help with a little dusting or cleaning. He will make pretty suggestive comments about you, and suggests some of the outfits the dolls have would be adorable. If you distract him with something such as horoscopes, he immediately explains every little thing about each sign. How you two positively match and were meant to be. Can end up being rather overwhelming.
He does end up having good suggestions on what people seem to gravitate towards. Which of course he tells you this in great detail.
No matter what job he’s put in he almost always manages to be creepy someway, so you’re likely to have him somewhere out of sight out of mind. He doesn’t consider this a punishment in the slightest, and will certainly take advantage with flirting with you behind the scenes. Having him in front of customers is a big no-no however.
Ghiaccio is another handful of his own, he gets sets off pretty easily so you have to figure out a decent way for him to work on something. He does tend to grab your hand occasionally and gently pull you over to him without warning. (Except around risotto).
He does get very agitated if a customer tries to disrespect you. They may not ever come back if he gets their hands on them.
Insists on having you within his eyesight almost constantly, or at least having you around with whatever task you’re having him do.
You do have to coach him out of his jealousy rages or getting aggravated at another member occasionally. Usually you end up making him some type of tea, he indeed relishes this.
Illuso is likely to be the best at being at the front (aside from yourself or prosciutto). He rather enjoys that you don’t mind him “hogging” the position. It gives him an easy way to be almost constantly in your presence.
He’s thorough on whatever you task him with, he wouldn’t be an assassin if he wasn’t capable after all. He’s so thorough he takes advantage and insists to help you himself. Does his best to make you flustered at any given point in the day.
He definitely stalks you and will chillingly mention a show you liked on tv the night before. Unironically engaging in said show’s contents, all while reveling in your conflicting expressions. He’ll fluster you even more if given the chance, up to the point he’s pulled away to do something else.
Risotto is his another enigma with his obsessiveness, he insists on doing everything during closing hours. Taking inventory/stocking, some of your business side paperwork is done even though you didn’t ask him to. He seems normal on the outside but there’s this aura about him that inwardly sets you off. Like he never wants you to leave his sight.
Any troublesome things occurring outside your business (and your home if it’s not right by) cease. He absolutely follows you home every night and early morning when possible. You’ll never see him however, he makes sure of that. He keeps his team in line when need be, but ironically that means you as well.
He wants you comfortable but he’s not afraid of going right to the edge of insanity to keep you around. He’ll certainly coordinate with other members of the team. He considers your “yes” a contract of approval and will do what he sees fit to keep you around. If that means going to the lengths of threatening others so be it. But he and the others already agreed upon this regardless of how you felt about them.
There are dozens of times he just seems to pop out of nowhere on you. He doesn’t seem to have issue with this in the slightest, if you need your hand held from nearly having a heart attack he’s there to oblige.
Just before he goes out on a mission, he always leaves a favorite food of yours (packaged preferably) on your desk.
If you wonder how he got in without giving him with a key, he likely used Metallica to figure out the shape of the keyhole of your locks.
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princelylove · 5 days
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Part two of my interpretations of la squadra esecuzioni. 
Ghiaccio is like a smaller Risotto. He doesn’t have a very distinct waist. He’s so picky with his food that it’s a wonder he even got that much distinct muscle- or maybe it isn’t, cutting is effective (in moderation, starving will only set you back on your progress). He mainly works out for his job, Ghiaccio doesn’t really care what he looks like. 
He has a strong nose, and although his lips are small they aren’t quite in the thin category, he has really nice bone structure… He just doesn’t realize it because he’s horribly insecure and feels inferior. He copes by not trying, so he can always rely on the ‘Well if I actually tried it’d be better’ type of logic. Once a year Prosciutto gets to wax his eyebrows. 
Not only does he know what mogging is but he knows where it originated. Because he was there. I’m dying on the hill that Ghiaccio knows what green text is. He’s appealed countless bans that all sounded like “I’ve never even fucking been on /mu/ you stupid fucks” (that all got approved the night of). He fills his mind with toxic masculinity, but isn’t into alpha male bullshit. Somehow he thinks hunter eyes are a thing but he draws the line at “smooth brained jock bullshit.” 
I cap Ghiaccio’s height at 5’9” or 175 cm. 5’10” or 177 cm with his shoes on. He’s got fantastic posture for someone that sits at a computer all day. Ghiaccio’s sensitive about it, teasing him about his height is a death sentence. What a good way to end up in a freezer. 
While he has a horrible temper, he cools off the second he gets it out of his system. Just moves on after smacking the shit out of his designated rage pillow like nothing happened. At least he’s coping. Not well, but an outlet is an outlet. It’s the same when you piss him off- he gets upset, says things he doesn’t mean, and then moves on. He apologizes like a father would- none at all, but brings you a snack or buys you something you’ve been asking for. He’s a big fan of the “Check if there’s mail.” approach. He genuinely does feel bad, but he’s not a little bitch that’s gonna tuck his tail in between his legs because he made his darling a little sad. 
He smells like absolutely nothing at all. It’s actually a bit frightening. Zero smell presence. 
Melone keeps every medicine known to mankind in his room, under his bed. He’s a great person to befriend if you find yourself in the hands of one of his roommates, but to be entirely honest with you, he’s selfish. He doesn’t really care about your agony because it’s got nothing to do with him, how does it benefit him to give you meds when he doesn’t even know you? (He budges if you belong to Prosciutto or Ris- he’s not pissing off his pseudo mom and dad.)
Melone is thin and mainly gets his exercise from running. His stand takes care of hits for him, he just needs to worry about the set up, so it isn’t really an issue. There’s no need for him to lift heavy, or really lift at all. Doesn’t really matter if he’s stronger, he just needs to be faster than you are. Sure, bash his head in, pick him up, aren’t you getting tired, though? Real sleepy? Go to sleep, it’s gonna be ok. 
Mel’s stand is possessing an actual computer he modified. He runs tests consistently with the blood samples he’s managed to store in his room- he knows the best combinations to get him what the boss wants, and as long as he’s got ample blood left over, what’s wrong with killing a few juniors off in the name of science? 
I classify Melone as apathetic and a bit mean. He’s an asshole. He gets a lot better once he’s comfortable with you, look at how much he plays with the rest of his ‘family.’ It’s just that he doesn’t know you, and doesn’t want to waste time on you if you’re going to get in his way long term. When you do spark his interest, of course, he gets obsessed and oh-so-curious. 
He’s still very playful- Melone likes to hang off of Formaggio’s shoulders and tease Ghiaccio, but he’s calm. He’s not very smiley, he’s not very giggly, he just can’t force himself to react in the ‘correct’ way most of the time, but he’s totally having fun! Melone loves you a lot, he just doesn’t look like he’s having fun most of the time. It’s hard for him to care about things, but you quickly rotted his brain- isn’t that testament enough? 
His seemingly cold nature makes it hard for him to form genuine bonds. Melone thrives with other difficult types- he shares a room with Ghiaccio (alternatively Formaggio) because they’re short on space and Prosciutto won’t share a room since The Incident they get along surprisingly well. 
In the beginning of your new life, it isn’t uncommon to hear Formaggio gently push Melone in the right direction. “Come on, Mel, you’re scarin’ the poor thing. Smile a little.”  (Which is normally met with “I’m running tests, go away, Formaggiooo…”) Melone’s shy- he’ll just stay off to the side, and speaks to you in a very formal manner. You might feel like you’re being tested on by a medical student. Which is wrong! Melone doesn’t have any medical experience! I mean, he’s taken classes, but he’s a genetics student. Oh, yeah, he’s in university. 
Once he gets used to you, he falls into his normal, playful routine. He still doesn’t smile too much, but he’ll speak more openly, which… is it better to not know what the iv in your arm is, or to fully understand? Melone’s quite the talker, and is happy to (over) explain. 
Melone doesn’t hide you like the others would- it isn’t shameful to him to kidnap a whole person, and he needs them to keep you here when he isn’t. Morals aside, you need to be socialized. It isn’t good to keep someone isolated and cramped in a room they don’t like. If you don’t want to talk to him, talk to anyone else. You’ve got options. Maybe not Prosciutto, or Illuso, they’re not going to play host as easily… (Although Prosciutto might ask what Melone’s “little friend” is gonna be having for dinner)
Formaggio’s body type is similar to Guido’s. He’s fairly bulky. Formaggio spends all of his free time playing whatever sport he can think of, neglecting to do his chores (You’re starting to think he likes Prosciutto yelling at him), annoying Melone, and blowing your phone up. He spends a lot of time working out, but he considers that to be more of a daily ritual than a hobby. 
Since his only real responsibility is taking care of his cat and his job, he’s not stressed at all. He’d be a lot more stressed if he had to cook, and clean, and, I don’t fucking know, be an adult or whatever- like the shit Pro and Ris do all day!
If you ever ask him about it, he’ll go “I mean, it sucks that Boss is watching us and all, but to be honest, who cares? You don’t like being on camera? It loooves you.” and leaves it at that. 
His psychology is a bit odd. He seems like a typical, immature guy- the type of guy you meet at college that does sports and seemingly nothing else. No interest in philosophy, religion, general culture, etc. While I think that his personality is close to a casual type like Guido or Squalo, he seemingly lacks any depth at all. There’s no “Oh, he’s actually very smart!” thing going on here, Formaggio is painfully average. There’s no reason for him to be a mafioso other than bad timing and a lack of drive to get away from it.
He’s actually pretty simple. He’s just a guy that wants to relax and have a little fun- who doesn’t like fun? But Formaggio is crazy insecure. He takes almost every negative reaction as a jab- neutral ones, too. If you’re not into his lifestyle, what, he isn’t fuckin’ good enough? Huh? You think he’s some fuckin’ nobody that doesn’t have the real talent it takes to be where he is? 
You can calm Formaggio by stroking his ego, and by that, I mean stroking him. He’ll forget about any transgression if he finishes a few times. 
He only speaks italian, and will “Huh?” you to death if you do not. He’ll buy you an italian-english dictionary to help you understand him, but won’t make any real effort to learn english.  
Formaggio’s kitty was a stray before he snatched her up. She’ll try to comfort you while Formaggio is gone- but she’ll abandon you if he comes back. Little traitor. He calls her a ridiculous amount of pet names- sometimes he’ll reuse whatever name he calls you on her, and will pretend he’s always called her it. Awww, my little pwincess, my cuuuutie, my baby, my angeelllll. He treats her very well- she’s a bit pampered.  While Formaggio’s cat is able to relax fully in his arms, you probably will not, unless you’re a masochist. He loves good, old fashioned sadism- no prissy mind games or punishments, he does it for absolutely no reason other than how funny your reactions are. He’s like that asshole boyfriend that throws a basketball into your face and laughs when you groan. Come on, it’s just a ball, don’t be such a baby. It’s just a joke. Aw, your face stings? You want some ice? Hey, that’s a great idea, why don’t you go get him something from the fridge?
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Yandere Melone headcanon
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Melone is an obsessive, slightly worshipful stalker yandere.
He wants to find out everything he can about you.
It was "love at first sight".
There was just something interesting about you.
He would definitely watch you and steal your things.
It takes about a week for him to learn everything about you...
It's so slow because of his job.
You will definitely start seeing Melone more and more...
he thinks you two are lovers.
You wonder why that strange guy is waiting for you in front of your house for the third time this week.
But because you are polite you are kind...
There are only bad options here.
If you are friendly, Melone is sure that you will like him too.
If you are not friendly he is sure you have someone else and someone will die.
He will definitely kidnap you.
Melone is usually very well-planned.
He usually knows how you react to things.
Yes, he is such a big stalker.
Melone also loves to give you attention after the capture.
Lots of hugs and kisses.
Might as well lick your tears if you cry.
...
Maybe crying isn't a good idea.
If you behave you will get lots of gifts and love.
But if you try to escape Melone will not hesitate to punish you.
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dark-side-blog3 · 8 months
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Darling: I don’t like X moive
Melone regardless of if he’s even seen the movie: wow that’s crazy that’s my favourite movie, we should breed and ask our child what it thinks. Don’t say no
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Warnings: stalking, kidnapping, noncon touching/groping, detailed sexual assault, implied noncon, Melone being creepy, Melone is a warning of his own tbh
“Fuck, what time is it?” I groaned, throwing an arm over my face to block out the sun that always managed to find its way over my curtains and into my room.
“And why’s it so cold?” I shivered, using my other hand to feel around for my blankets to pull them further up.
I always went to sleep with two blankets, but this morning I only felt one as I pulled it up to my neck and turned over.
Waking up with one blanket was not unusual with my tendency to move around in my sleep, but the smell of sweat and something earthy coming from my blanket was.
Come to think of it, my mattress felt off too… it didn’t feel soft and comforting, instead it felt like I was sleeping on cold, hard concrete with nothing but a thin layer of spongy foam under me.
Suddenly very awake, I shot up and looked around.
This was not my home….
This was not my room….
Who were these men on the floor?
Where was I?
Instead of walls with warm grey paint, the walls were concrete with chips and cracks scattered here and there.
Instead of a clean, wooden door, there was a dirty metal door leading into the room.
Instead of windows with curtains, there were windows with bars.
Instead of a bed with a soft mattress under me, and three warm blankets on top of me, I was on top of a shitty little mattress on the concrete, covered by a thin blanket with the same kind of stains as the mattress.
Instead of a mirror facing the bed with a dresser under it, there was a mirror that was built into the wall facing the ratty, stained mattress.
Thoroughly disgusted by the realisation that I had practically cuddled into unknown stains, I threw the blanket off of me and stood up, trying to figure out the best course of action.
I wasn’t sure if waking up any of the men would work, so I started towards the door, wondering if it might be unlocked.
I placed my hand on the handle and pushed, then pulled.
Neither worked.
“Y-Y/N?” A groggy voice asked.
“…hello?” I looked around the room.
A couple of the men were starting to stir, one of them was already sitting up. He seemed to be taking in the surroundings as well.
The man had black hair in a neat, black bob, and a hard expression on his face.
He seemed intimidating.
“Y/N… how did you get here?”
I turned around, noticing for the first time that there was another person in the room sitting up.
“Uh- Giorno?!” I walked over to him, crouching down in front of him.
“Hey….” Giorno smiled weakly.
“Giorno, who’s that?” A guy with a hat asked defensively, sitting up as well.
“She’s-” Giorno started, but the man cut him off.
“Get away from her! She must be an enemy!” He reached down, feeling along the top of his pants. “Where’s my gun?!”
“Why would they leave you your gun?” I shook my head.
“Mista, stand down.” The man with the black bob called. “Giorno seems to know her, I don’t think she’s an enemy. Besides, she’s in the same room we are, why would she be in here if she wasn’t in the same situation?”
“This is Y/N… we’ve been friends for a few years now.” Giorno explained. “Y/N, these are my… coworkers, Mista and Bucciarati.”
“It’s nice to meet you, though I wish the circumstances were better.” I smiled softly, reaching my hand out to the black-haired man.
“I agree.” He chuckled softly. “I’m Bruno Bucciarati.”
“Oh, you’re the Capo he talked abo- oh fuck.” I grit my teeth. “I am an idiot.”
“What?” Bucciarati asked, confused at my sudden change.
“This must be Prosciutto’s doing. I knew he looked out of place!”
“Prosciutto? Isn’t he from the hitman squad?” Mista spoke up.
“He bumped into me on the street and, out of instinct, I apologised immediately, though it was his fault. He apologised right after, and he told me not to worry about it. He introduced himself; I introduced myself; he asked me to grab coffee; I said no; we went our separate ways. After that I saw him a couple other times on the street, but I didn’t really think anything of it… god damn it.” I stood up, walking to the nearest wall and throwing a punch at full force. “Damn it!”
“What’s going on?” A man with white hair asked, standing up quickly.
“I’m going to kill him. If I see him again, I’m gonna rip his goddamn throat out with my TEETH.” I punched the wall again.
“Who are you?” He looked at me.
“Y/N, stop, you’re bleeding.” Giorno got up and grabbed my hand.
“We have more important matters, in case you haven’t noticed.” I hissed.
“Exactly, so stop getting worked up about something that you can’t do anything about now.”
“Fuck you and your emotional magic.” I panted. “Fine. What’s the move? What’re we gonna do?”
Before anybody could answer, the door creaked open, and two men entered.
One had purple hair and a sort of mask over his eyes, though there was a hole over the right one. His outfit was strange, except for the gloves it was all one piece, but the part over his torso was like a jacket, though most of the right side was missing. All of it was leather, and very form-fitting.
The man next to him was very recognisable. Blonde hair, expensive suit; this was the one who had brought us here, this was-
“Prosciutto! You bastard!” I yelled, starting towards him angrily.
“Y/N, that’s a bad idea.” Giorno held me back, struggling to keep me in place.
“I am going to KILL YOU!” I spat.
“She’s a lively one, that’s for sure.” The man in the eccentric outfit smirked.
“Don’t get too comfy there, you’re not fucking safe!”
“Are you planning to use her for anything?” He asked.
“No. I took her for two reasons. One, because she knew too much, since she was always around with that kid.” Prosciutto pointed at Giorno. “When I found out that he was the newbie, I figured I should take the girl too, just in case.”
“And the other?”
“The other reason is that I took a bit of an interest in her. She had good manners, and the way I saw her interact with others was quite nice, I never witnessed her being unkind. So gentle, so sweet… so cute.”
“Would you mind if I… got to know her a bit?”
“As long as you don’t break her, I don’t mind.” Prosciutto shrugged, walking to the door. “You can stay if you want, Melone, but I have better things to do than sit around and stare at prisoners.”
Giorno let me go as Prosciutto walked out.
“Melone?” I whispered to myself.
“Did you say something?” He was suddenly next to me.
“Damn, you’re fast.” I flinched. He chuckled at me.
“You’re Y/N, right? I must say, you’re prettier in person.” Melone murmured, practically drooling as he looked me up and down, his gaze lingering on my legs. “I thought you looked good in the photos, but they don’t even come close to the real thing.”
“Gross….” I stepped back as Melone tried to caress my cheek with the back of his hand.
“So beautiful,” Melone let out a shaky sigh as I glared at him, “oh, you’re perfect.”
“Your buddy left you alone in a room full of stand users, you really think you can win?” Mista scoffed, interrupting the creepy interaction.
“He wouldn’t have done that if they didn’t have a plan.” Bucciarati warned him.
“It’s just him, no matter what the plan is we could beat him.” The white-haired man spoke.
“Abacchio,” Bucciarati stopped him, “that’s probably what they’re betting on us thinking.”
“That’s stupid! They can’t guess what we’re thinking!” A boy with black hair frowned angrily. “Can they, Fugo?”
“Not exactly, but they definitely have something up their sleeve if he’s completely fine being in here with us.” A man with blonde hair stood next to the boy.
“Guys… why won’t my stand come out?” Mista panicked.
“Cioccolata created a special little serum for all of you,” Melone’s smile turned malicious, “your stands are useless for an entire forty eight hours.”
I hadn’t noticed before, but there was a bandage on my upper arm, probably from when they injected the serum.
“So what happens after forty eight hours? You kill us?”
“Of course not! I would never kill you, bela. After forty eight hours, another injection will be administered to each of you.”
“How does it affect our stands? I’ve never met someone able to do that before.”
“I don’t know the exact science behind it, that’s his thing.” Melone grabbed my arm. “The only science I specialise in is anatomy.”
“What?” I tried to free my arm, but Melone was much stronger than me, despite only being about an inch taller.
“Don’t worry about it, Y/N,” he cooed, pulling me in and wrapping his arms around me, “you’re safe here, you don’t need your stand.”
“Let me go.” I struggled in his grip, letting out a yelp as he moved one of his hands down to my ass.
“You’re in such good shape, Bela.” Melone sighed, squeezing the back of my thigh before scooping me up bridal style.
“Hey! Put her down!” Giorno made a move to hit Melone, but stopped quickly when Melone turned so I would’ve been the one to be hit.
“Giorno, don’t do anything stupid.” I warned him. “I can handle myself, it’s best if you don’t fight him. Think about it, he isn’t the only one here; you knock him out, then what? Who knows how many people are out there, it could end very badly for us.”
“Quick thinker, aren’t you? Selfless, too.” Melone squeezed me to him a bit harder, leaning down to whisper in my ear, “You’d make a wonderful mother.”
“A WHAT?!” I put my hands on his chest and tried to push him away, hoping he would drop me, but he didn’t even budge.
“Leave her alone! She’s not even a part of this!” Giorno shouted.
“Nonono, stop! Remember what I said, you don’t have to get hurt, just… I’ll be back.” I assured him.
“What if you don’t come back?” Mista asked.
“Well, then you’re free to be as stupid as you want, but as long as I’m alive, I’m the one who makes bad decisions around here.” I smiled slightly at the guys before Melone carried me out of the room.
“Y/N!” I heard Giorno shout.
“I’ll be fine!” I screamed back.
As soon as we were out of earshot, the facade fell away.
“Where are you taking me?” I tried to squirm out of his grip, but he just changed the way he was holding me, wrapping my arms around his neck and keeping my body against his chest with one arm, and supporting me from the bottom with the other.
Melone carried me through the hallway, stopping at a slightly ajar black door and pushing it open.
“This… is a bedroom.” My breath caught in my throat as I remembered what he had said earlier. “I’m twenty, I’m not about to be a god damn baby mama for some psycho!”
“That discussion can wait,” he set me on the bed, “I just need to get to know you.”
“My name is Y/N, you know that much, isn’t that enough?” I squirmed as he climbed on top of me.
“I want to know everything about you,” he brought his face down to mine, staring into my eyes, “I want to know every curve, I want to touch all of you, I want to taste… all of you.”
I gasped as he nuzzled his face into my neck, inhaling deeply and letting out a breath that sounded a lot like a moan.
“You smell divine.” He licked a stripe up my neck. “And your taste… is…” I felt something hard against my thighs, “di molto bene.”
“Get off of me!” I tried pushing his shoulders.
“You’re different from other women I’ve seen,” he kissed the side of my neck, “I’m not usually… so aroused by every aspect.”
My eyes watered as he reached down to lift my shirt.
“No!” I held my shirt down with my hands, but it didn’t stop him.
He just straddled my waist, using both of his hands to rip my shirt in half from the top.
“I don’t want to use my stand on you,” he placed a hand on my stomach, rubbing it fondly, “I want to do this personally.”
“I am not going to carry a child, especially not yours!”
“Of course you are,” he brushed his knuckles against my cheek, “this is meant to happen, we’re meant to be together, Y/N.”
“You’re delusional.”
“No,” his hand trailed down to my breasts, grabbing my right one and squeezing lightly, “you just don’t see it yet. You’ll understand soon, I just need to help you. What better way to open your eyes than to have a baby?”
“Aside from the fact that I’m not having your child, there are so many better ways to open my eyes than to baby trap m- what are you doing?!” I squirmed as his hand let go of my breast and moved lower, tugging at the waistband of my pants to get them off.
“Just let this happen.” He shushed me, throwing my pants to the side.
“I will not just let this-” I yelped as he reached down my panties, running a finger through my folds and frowning when it came away dry.
“It doesn’t matter,” he pulled my panties down, unbothered by the swears I threw at him as I struggled, “I wanted to taste you anyways.”
Melone leaned down, placing his lips on mine. I kept my lips pressed together tightly as he swiped his tongue across my bottom lip, but accidentally parted them slightly in surprise as he bit down.
The feeling of somebody else’s tongue in my mouth wasn’t foreign to me, but the way Melone’s tongue left no part of my mouth untouched was much different. It was just as he said, he wanted to get to know every part of me.
I gasped as he pulled away, finally able to breathe again.
Panic began to settle in and I felt my body beginning to shake as I tried to control my breathing.
Of all the times to have a panic attack, of course it would be now.
“Oh, you’re shivering! Don’t worry,” he smiled in a way that was probably meant to be reassuring, but only made me feel even more uneasy, “you’ll feel warmer soon.”
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lunaicsworld · 2 years
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Lol I have been thinking alot of @jootslat LS slasher au so here is slasher Risotto plus a devious slasher melone sketch!
Minors DNI
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abbacchiosbelt · 1 year
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Qomd for Melone please
Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?
It depends - if Melone's darling dies, he'll be shattered... But it won't stop him from finding someone else later on in life. His Stand means that he's constantly viewing other humans under a microscope, so he's bound to find someone else he considers 'perfect' if his original darling is dead. To Melone, though, they won't ever compare - his first darling will be put on a pedestal. Every subsequent 'lover' will be treated worse for not being them.
If Melone's darling leaves or escapes, however... That's a completely different story. Melone will go to the ends of the Earth to find them and drag them back. La Squadra has no qualms about helping him achieve this goal - so it's unlikely that they'll be able to truly escape with 7 assassins (or 9, if Melone pays Sorbet & Gelato to help out) chasing after them. There's no leaving with Melone, nor is there any escape.
If his darling were to make a successful escape, they'd need aid from someone else in Passione... And it's more than likely that they'll run straight into the arms of another obsessive lover.
[ Continued under the cut. . . ]
Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?
Melone loves the thrill of seeing his darling interact with the world. He's not going to take away many of their rights because it would stifle their spontaneity. Gathering data by being able to watch them is something that makes him quite happy, so he's unlikely to even think about restricting certain rights unless they really piss him off. It's difficult to truly make Melone mad because he loves when his darling is feisty - seeing their disgust with him gets him rock-hard.
Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?
Not at all, and everyone knows it. What you see is what you get with Melone, and he has no shame in showing the world how he treats you. He's just as affectionate in public as he is a nuisance toward his darling - making them blush from the depraved things he says with no regard for his volume is one of his favorite activities.
Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?
Melone is not nice about this one. He will take what he wants from them at any given moment. Sure, he could use Baby Face to learn everything about them (and he will, just to make sure they aren't lying), but it'd be more fun to pry it out of them. His sex drive is high, and he's not willing to wait... The bare minimum he'll do is prep his darling because he does want them to enjoy it. Melone knows that deep down his sexual violence towards them is only driving them away, but he can't help it. He craves them so deeply that it's hard for him to feel satisfied.
Baby Face will also be used against them. Melone's Juniors created with his darling are even more responsive than when he finds someone with a nasty personality - it's almost a given that he'll begin to use his darling whenever he needs to create one. This will be done with no regard for their wants.
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depravitymoon · 27 days
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I love the thought of yandere bruno and yandere melone setting aside their differences and unite because of their huge breeding kink. Can you write something around something like that? Thanks, sorry if this is confusing
Context: Everyone Lives AU. Through the power of GER’s BS, Bruno got revived and so did La Squadra. La Squadra got paid a better income and Bruno became Giorno’s Sottocapo (2nd in command). 
I dont see them cooperating over the same darling, because I think there would be too much bad blood between them.  While they wouldn’t share a darling, their darlings would be similar in that they’re motherly. Bruno and Melone would totally help each other out so their future babies have childhood friends. After all, friends AND family are so important for a child’s development…..but not a willing mother, apparently!
Melone would be able to stalk their darlings when Bruno is too busy being Sottocapo. Meanwhile, Bruno actually has the manpower to kidnap the darlings and/or blackmail them. Bruno will tell Melone to keep the creepiness down.
Yan!Melone x Reader:
Bruno has a talk with Melone about his obsession. Bruno didn’t like it. He already had to have your brother assassinated. However, you were innocent of all his wrongdoings. You were already grieving over the loss, even if it was good riddance, you didn’t deserve to be more involved with mafia things.
Yan!Bruno x Reader:
Unfortunately, Bruno is a hypocrite. When he sees you caring for the local kids, especially those from broken homes, you had captured his heart right there. It would scare him when you would bravely go into dangerous neighborhoods for these kids. While it is noble, you’re gonna get yourself hurt and it causes him anxiety.
Melone saw this as an opportunity. Bruno didn’t want you hurt, but as Sottocapo he’s busy and can’t always stalk like you he wants to…. But Melone can. Besides, who better to protect you from danger than a hitman ready to kill at a moment’s notice. There’s plenty of vile women in that neighborhood you frequent he can use for baby face.
Darlings unite!:
Perhaps the two darlings become friends or were friends, finds out Melone is stalking them and killing people, so they somehow kick his ass. In comes Bruno to the rescue. Bruno's impressed, despite how wicked the people were, his darling still wept for the lost of their lives. So pure, sweet, naive, and foolish. This is why darling needs to be in Bruno's care. Melone’s just very impressed. Humiliated but impressed. You two outsmarted him. Such smart darlings would make wonderful mothers. He’s analyzed you two quite alot since his deal with Bruno. Even if you two will never forgive him and Bruno, you would NEVER take it out on sweet innocent bambini. Bruno attempts to comfort the both of you by explaining that he and Melone have the money and resources to raise a family, which wasn’t comforting at all. You two knew that it meant they have the power to keep you in place and there would be nothing you can do. Afterall, Passione basically controls Italy in the shadows. What chance do either of you have against them, stand or no stand?
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daisys-gard3n · 2 years
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Lap dance from melone shesssh I would love some of that
And he would love the pleasure of teasing you. He's already riled up from the way you stared at him on the main stage, swinging around on the pole with his thigh-high black lace-ups. Your friends were egging you on and trying to get his attention to give you a lap dance, it was cute how flustered you were at the idea.
He was already interested in you, from your hard working ethic and that innocent mindset you have. And you were the new student in the dance class, of course you caught Melone's eyes immediately. Each little flirty advance he made towards you just sparked curiosity that egged him to keep doing it. So to have you alone in this situation, probably getting you alone in a vip room (you didn't have to pay for it, he just let you in), having you sit down on the lush leather sofa while he sensually danced for you. Hands trailing up and down his body and climbing into your lap as he subtly grinding on you, laughing at how innocent you were trying to respect him by keeping your hands to yourself. He appreciated the sentiment, getting grabbed by drunk bachelorettes was not fun. But this time, he egged you on to touch him.
"Don't be shy, Cara/o...I know you're just trying to be polite, but I'll let you touch me." Holding onto Melone's waist and trailing up as he subtlety touched you as well. Oh and if you don't let him finish, it just makes Melone want you even more. Watching you leave the VIP room flustered and b-lining to the bar for a drink, Melone has to adjust the boner in his leotard before going back out.
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heartfullofleeches · 6 months
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A quick intro for my maid bots since it's been a minute since I mentioned them. Linked post will be the oldest fic mentioning them. More posts can be found in their tags below.
Cherry [He/they] - The original maidbot and while all of them have a fruit theme - named after his shiny red coat and cheerful nature. A bubbly and kind not with a slight glitch in his programming that tends to sour his mood and cause him to make little.. errors when interacting with humans that are not his master. Prone to hostile outbursts when met with their master's friends/guests which ranges from dish soap in their drinks to rat posion in their sandwiches.
Clementine [she/it] - A decommissioned military android repurposed into a servant and shipped to reader's house as trail. Extremely cold and untrusting - refusing to allow her master to eat anything without inspection of their meal or cross the street without holding her hand
Lemon [they/them] & Lime [he/them] - A maidbot and cat hybrid companion given to a lonely house spouse reader kept prisoner by their Yan spouse. Both were given to them as ways to nullify their loneliness - Reader's spouse completely unaware of the feelings the bots would develop for Reader.
Lemon is a wolf in sheep's clothing - quiet and polite, but as soon as Reader's spouse is out the door they attempt to woo Reader in ways that start at harmless compliments to boost their self image and slowly work up to suggestive to full on flirting. Lime is in a similar boat where they are sweet when others are around and only slightly clingy towards Reader, but when they're alone with their master Lime is all over them and even more forward than their companion. Can read Reader's stress/mood levels and cuddles up to them whenever they teeter slightly in a way Lime doesn't like. (Contrary to what past anons have thought - Lime is humanoid with some cat features)
Melon [they/she/he] - A maid bot with functions that cater specifically on sexual needs. Damaged in transport which has led to some memory issues she's still working to correct. Ditzy and forgetful, but remembers a lot more than they let on. Not much on him currently since they've only had one post, but I had to add her.
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princelylove · 4 months
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Welcome back prince, I hope you feel better now ~ glad to see you again
You said that yandere wouldn't allow darling getting sick under they care but do you think there will exception for some yandere? Instead of keeping darling healthy, they will let them feel ill (physically and mentally) so their darling can realized on them more, they enjoy take care of darling in the most vulnerable time.
~ 🏵️ anon ~
Some yanderes are sadistic bastards that just want to watch you squirm.
Others just adore the idea of taking care of you sooo much that they're willing to 'forget' to remind you about taking care of yourself, sometimes. As a treat.
Risotto is pretty big on not interfering with your life, especially if he's in his "I'll watch my darling from over here" phase. He's not going to stop you when you forget a jacket and it's snowing outside, but... he'll make sure your doors are locked behind you. Interfering means you'll know him, and he can't really afford a relationship right now, so... he copes by taking care of you when you're too sick to think for yourself. There's always "leftovers" in the back of your fridge, your home is always at a decent temperature- he aims to be your guardian angel from the shadows. You'll recover in practically no time at all.
Someone like Ghiaccio might give you a cold on purpose, as a punishment, and fail to realize that, hey, you now need to be taken care of since colds don't just Go Away. He's at a total loss- what do people even do when they're sick? Have soup? Bitch and moan and get on his nerves? He shakes you by your shoulders to get your needs out of you- hey, answer him, is he making you soup or are you gonna pass out? ... Just gonna pass out? Ok, he guesses. He props you up in a comfortable spot in his room and plays a game for you- you're not getting germs on his controllers or keyboard. No he isn't playing sims or animal crossing, pick something that takes skill, or is gonna give you some enrichment.
But Melone would absolutely do it on purpose. You're so cold to him, but when you're sick, you're just soooo cuddly, it's adorable! How could he not take full advantage? He does just about everything he can get away with- not properly disinfecting what he needs to, not giving you proper clothes, etc. Melone's very attentive, he checks your temperature and gives you actual medicine- the correct kind, too- and just lets you go on full auto-pilot mode. Take a nap on the couch, he'll take care of everything.
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dark-side-blog3 · 10 months
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I feel like childhood friend la squadra would mke darling drunk enough to confess if they ever been intimate or darling would rant to them about a shitty ex
I wanna preface this by saying the childhood friend au! You've been seeing on this blog has been from another writer: Blep Cat. So if this seems a little different than them, then that's because I wrote this :]
Warnings for dubcon (I saw intimate and sorta ran with it), oral mentioned, drugging, and a poly group of criminals being scuzzy.
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It's probably Formaggios idea to get a bunch of beer for a soccer game he's watching at home instead of at a sports bar because instead of hanging out with like-minded people, he wants to get you drunk with him and have some casual sex in the living room. Illuso probably funds this endeavour, also wanting to sleep with you, and leaves Ghiaccio out of the loop of the real intentions of staying home during a game instead of going to a bar. Ghiaccio inserts himself in this the second he calculates how expensive it is to go to a sports bar, and sticks around the second he questions why these two would only invite themselves and you to this little hangout.
So you've got three men and yourself drinking liberally, the others expected to get you to the stage of casual sex… Formaggio may be unshrinking a new pack of beer every time you're distracted, topping you all up.
And if you don't end up causally palming each other over your pants at the least, then Illuso settles for getting you to rant about past ex's during commercials and halftime. It's so easy to wind you up and set you off in whatever direction they choose. He and Formaggio think it's at least a win of some sort-- you didn't end up blowing them, but you feel closer to them. And you cried. That's always a good benefit. Ghiaccio mostly gets annoyed that you've ever been in a shitty relationship. You should be able to avoid situations like that, if you can't, it's your own fault and you deserve whatever they did to you.
Prosciutto and Risotto will settle for getting closer to you emotionally while you're drunk. Prosciutto and Risotto don't feel comfortable telling you about what's really happened to them unless you're both going to be too drunk to remember.
Pesci and Melone meanwhile… Well, they don't have the patience to wait, they want to be closer to you, in more ways than one, and they want it now. A combination of alcohol, roofies, and brute force gets Pesci the deeper relationship with you he always wanted. But hearing about your ex, no matter how shitty, just spurs him to be more aggressive. He's not mad at you, he's mad at your ex! But being a bit drunk himself, Pesci's passionate rage gets a little out of hand and… Misdirected. At you. Luckily you're both so blackout you won't remember it. Those bruises will be explained away as you two getting carried away-- Melone even says he gave you two the privacy you needed for such intimacy. Although he clearly doesn't think it ruins his chances. You were both drunk and drugged, and Melone couldn't resist manipulating you both for stronger reactions, more tears, more yelling, and passion. It's good for him to study you, and get as much data as he can. For research.
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The Hard Way
Warnings: stalking, mentions of noncon, mentions of forced pregnancy, etc.
“Is there a problem here? I’ve been watching you follow me around for the past few days, and I’m this close to kicking your ass for it.” I spun around to confront the purple-haired male. “I mean really, you keep threatening anybody I try to meet up with, and it’s embarrassing for you honestly. Could you actually be more fucking insecure if you tried? Jesus!”
“You don’t need to meet anybody else, I’m right here, Y/N.” The man smiled. It was meant to be comforting, but it just fuelled my rage. “Now, are you done?”
“Fuck no, I’m just getting started! You follow me around like some kind of fucking drone, only to- can I fucking help you?” I snapped at the two men who had stopped walking to stare at me.
“You sure did pick a feisty one, Melone.” One of the men smirked.
My stomach dropped.
“Sexy, too.” The other one looked me up and down and licked his lips. “You gonna share?”
“Ah… shit.” I chuckled nervously to myself, speaking through gritted teeth mostly to myself. “As if one creepy psycho wasn’t enough, now there’s another.”
“I could never pass her around like that,” Melone approached me, “that’s no way to treat the future mother of my children.”
“If you think I’ll ever let you impregnate me, you’re even crazier than I thought.”
“You don’t have to let me do anything, I’ve already made my decision. I want you. You’re perfect for me, cara.”
“Your head is really screwed on wrong if you think that pregnancies are a one-person decision.”
“You’ll come around eventually, I know you will.” He grabbed my arms, pulling me into him as I struggled. “You don’t have a choice.”
“Listen dickhead, I’m not letting you use me for your breeding kink fantasy and that is fucking that.” I head butted him, causing him to loosen his grip and allowing me to move away from him.
As the two other men began to reach for me, I took off towards the coffee shop I had just come from, hoping they would leave me alone if I was surrounded by people.
I could hear them chasing behind me, but they stopped fairly quickly.
I didn’t bother questioning why.
“Let her go,” Melone sighed, beginning to head towards her apartment, “we’re just going to have to do this the hard way.”
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fugos-lawyer · 3 months
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Just some shit
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