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I'm not sure if you even write for this character or if you're writing at the moment because of illness? But could you write for Ga Banri from TRUMP x vampire reader? If not I understand its just there is so little or no works at all about him and I really would like to read some. Anyways take care author!

Hello hello and Yes yes, i honestly love him, and i think he is so underrated

This is my first time ever writing for him, so please enjoy!

I loved writing this, If anyone is interested in more, please let me know!

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“I hate vampires.”

He muttered it like a prayer, pressed against the cold stone wall of the Clan dormitories, his coat collar flipped up as if that would help him blend in.

He didn’t belong here. Every breath of air reeked of blood and vanity, of expensive colognes and centuries-old egos. They walked like they owned the world—sleek, graceful, smug—and Banri’s fists were permanently clenched in his pockets just to keep from punching the smirks off their faces.

But this mission mattered.

He had to stay. He had to infiltrate, investigate, report. And not blow his cover in a crowd of fang-baring aristocrats who would love nothing more than to make a chew toy out of a human who slipped up.

So he kept his head down, played the role of a quiet transfer, and tried not to die of either disgust or actual blood loss.

That was when he saw her.

You walked through the marble courtyard without the same theatrical flourish most of the others carried. Your movements were precise, purposeful—not floaty, not flirtatious. The others preened and prowled like peacocks; you moved like a hawk, quiet and sharp-eyed.

“Probably just another snooty immortal who thinks she’s better than everyone,” he thought darkly, then paused.

…You were kind of pretty.

Annoyingly so.

Not in the overt, look-at-my-ancestral-lineage kind of way most of these parasites were. You didn’t need the drama. You were just… naturally striking. Regal, but not fake. Beautiful, but not overdone.

And that made it worse.

“Tch. Of course the only decent-looking one here would still be a bloodsucker.”

Still, he found his eyes trailing you through the halls more often than he liked. You didn’t talk much. You didn’t laugh at the other vampires’ weird elitist jokes. You actually ignored some of the Pureblood Club’s antics, which—if Banri had to admit it—was kind of impressive.

He even overheard you once, brushing off a flirting pureblood with a single flat:

“I have no interest in drinking from weak prey.”

Banri had to duck into a side corridor to muffle his laughter.

That was the first time his thoughts shifted from “I hate vampires” to:

“She’s still a vampire… but she’s got a good punchline.”

Banri didn’t expect to survive long in the Clan’s lectures. They were bloated, dramatic affairs, filled with centuries-old professors monologuing about ancient vampire politics, bloodline hierarchies, and wars fought in the name of “honor” (read: ego).

He chose the back row every time—quiet, shadowy, where he could sink low and scribble intel for his mission. But that day, the only free seat was beside her.

You didn’t acknowledge him at first. You were poised, head slightly tilted toward the professor, fingers drumming the desk slowly like you already knew what was being said and were just waiting to be impressed.

Banri slid into the seat beside you like he wasn’t on the verge of mild internal panic.

Don’t talk. Don’t make eye contact. Just—

“You're the human-acting one, right?” you asked quietly, eyes still forward.

He blinked.

“…Excuse me?”

You turned to him finally, resting your cheek on your knuckles. “You flinch when people bite apples. You grimace every time someone mentions vintage blood. And you never smile. You stand out.”

Banri clenched his jaw.

“That’s a bold observation from someone who watches me so closely.”

“It’s hard not to watch someone who glares at ceilings like they personally offended you.”

He turned away, ears burning.

You smiled—barely.

To his surprise, though, your commentary didn’t feel mocking. More curious. You weren’t interrogating him like others might. You were just… noticing. Observing.

The class continued, and somehow, you ended up whispering comments back and forth. Your wit was sharp, but never cruel. Banri found himself smirking. Actually smirking. And once, he laughed under his breath at something you said about the Pureblood Club’s obsession with dramatics.

He didn’t even realize it until the bell rang.

“Wow,” he muttered, gathering his books, “I didn’t feel like clawing my eyes out this time.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

Banri stood and glanced at you, something unsettled brewing in his chest.

You were elegant. Dangerous. Definitely still a vampire.

But when you leaned toward him slightly and whispered, “See you next class, Human-acting,” he felt something worse than hatred churn in his stomach.

Interest.

Real interest.

And that terrified him more than anything else in this hellhole of a school.

Banri lay on his bunk that night, arm flung over his face, eyes wide open in the dark.

He should be thinking about the mission.

He should be writing reports.

He should be planning an escape in case the vampires here figured out he was human and decided to turn his neck into a fondue fountain.

But no. His brain, the brilliant, tactical mind trained for infiltration and extraction, was currently running on a single, looping thought:

“She’s going to tell someone.”

You knew. Or at least suspected. You noticed things others didn’t. You were sharp, calculating—probably had your own reasons for keeping quiet so far. But how long would that last?

What if you used it? What if you—

His thoughts came to a dead halt.

His memory flickered.

Not to strategy. Not to consequences.

But to the way you had laughed that day.

The curve of your mouth when you teased him.

The way your fingers brushed his when passing notes back and forth under the desk like kids.

No. Focus.

But then…

He remembered how that other vampire—blond, smirking, loud—had leaned a bit too close to you after class. The way he’d called you “Lorca Princess” like it was some kind of inside joke. The way you didn’t brush it off immediately.

Banri sat up, fists clenched in his sheets.

Oh.

He was jealous.

And somehow… that was worse than being found out.

The next day, it got worse.

You caught up with him between classes, eyes twinkling with amusement as always. But you hadn’t even said hello before he snapped:

“Are you going to tell anyone?”

You paused. “Tell them what?”

“That I’m human.”

You tilted your head. “I didn’t know for sure. But thanks for confirming.”

He froze. His heart stopped.

You smirked. “Relax. I’m not going to say anything.”

He stared at you, trying to read if you meant it. But then your expression changed—slightly softer, slightly… mischievous.

“Although,” you said slowly, stepping closer, “what’s in it for me, Banri?”

His heart definitely stopped this time.

You were teasing. Probably. But the proximity, the way your voice dipped into something low and husky, the way your eyes studied him like he was some kind of snack—

Banri snapped.

One moment, you were smirking.

The next, you were pressed against the wall, his mouth on yours��fast, intense, hungry. A kiss that said I hate this, I hate you, and I can’t stop thinking about you anyway.

You didn’t push him away. If anything, your fingers curled into his shirt, pulling him closer.

When he finally pulled back, breathing hard, he looked you straight in the eyes and muttered, hoarse and flushed:

“Maybe… if it’s you… I wouldn’t mind a bite.”

You blinked.

Then your grin turned downright lethal.

And gods...he wanted to Kiss it off Your lips so bad...

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ananiel · 22 days ago

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Hello Ananiel!

Could i please request the Delico's nursery dads (separated) on how they are like as Yanderes? It's alright if you don't want to write for it, thank ya!😚

Hello! I haven't wrote for them all before and i am excited to try!

I would gladly write this, and how You didn't specify If romantic or platonic, i did both!

Hope You enjoy! And feel free to ask more If You so please!

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Romantic

Dali Delico – The Elegant Obsession

🌹 Yandere Style:

Dali is the refined, manipulative type. His obsession runs deep, but it’s veiled beneath silken words, genteel gestures, and the illusion of freedom. He will never raise his voice — he doesn’t need to. Every move is calculated to keep you close, emotionally entangled, and spiritually tethered.

He won't lock you up physically—he’ll make you feel like you don’t want to leave.

Constantly orchestrates events behind the scenes to remove rivals with grace and discretion, and he will Tell You all about it with a smile on his face as You take breakfast and makes You look at ring sizes.

Possessive in a cold, intoxicating way. He always knows where you are—but you'll never catch him checking.

The type to murmur, “I knew you would come back to me. You always do.”

🩸 Where Dali Shines Alone:

Psychological Chains.

Dali specializes in emotional puppeteering. You’ll start to second-guess your own thoughts, until you no longer know where your will ends and his begins. You’ll crave him—because he’s made himself the only place you feel safe.

If You met him as a second wife, after having the children he will try to push You into the mother role, making sure the kids love You so that You don't leave because You would break their hearts.

He is one that would ask of You to have more children, and would love all of them equally.

🩶 Gerhard Fra – The Knight of Possession

⚔️ Yandere Style:

Gerhard is the protective, territorial type, but to the extreme. His love manifests as absolute control: not out of cruelty, but because he truly believes only he can keep you safe—even from yourself.

Obsessively monitors threats, and considers anyone a potential danger to you (even friends or family).

Will use his authority and strength to remove obstacles, without apology.

Says things like: “Don’t look at anyone else. You’re mine to guard. Mine to own and mine to breath next to”

Offers warm but firm affection — hand on your shoulder, standing behind you like a silent sentinel.

🩸 Where Gerhard Shines Alone:

Brutal Loyalty.

Gerhard will go to war for you without hesitation. He’ll bathe in blood if it means protecting you — and he’ll do it while whispering that it’s all for your peace. His world narrows to just you, and woe to anyone who gets in between.

If You meet him after he had Angelico, it really depends on You, mostly he will try to keep you away in any form or way away from Angelico, but If You keep protesting and want to meet his son, then he will also be softer with Angelico, hinting in what a perfect family You all are.

He wouldn't ask for more children, Being more selfish in that metter and saying he wants more of Your time and couldn't share it with others, even If they are basically his kids. One Is enough for him

🎭 Henrique Lorca– The Theatrical Devotee

💋 Yandere Style:

Henrique is the dramatic, emotionally volatile yandere. He’ll cry, laugh, plead, and threaten — sometimes in the same sentence. His love is an opera, and he’ll make sure you’re the lead whether you want to be or not.

Obsesses out loud, writes you poetry, dedicates sonatas in your name — even if you’re "on a break."

Gets jealous fast, but sings about it instead of killing (until he doesn’t).

He’s intense, affectionate, and suffocating, smothering you in grand gestures and sweeping passion.

“If I can’t have your heart, then let it stop beating—beautifully, poetically, in my arms!”

🩸 Where Henrique Shines Alone:

Emotional Bombast.

Nobody feels as hard as Henrique. His obsessive love plays like a tragedy that never ends. Even his threats are beautifully phrased. He’s the yandere who would paint portraits of you with his own blood — and call it art.

If You were to meet him after he had his daughters, he would push for You to meet them and fell in love with them and vice versa, he knows they can be a handfull, and he uses that to his advantage, traping You in the manor and making You spend so much time with them that You don't realise how the days blend togheter.

More kids is debatable, depends on what You want really. Maybe If the twins are older, when they leave for clan, he would miss them and want more kids.

🥃 Dino Classico– The Cold Flame

🕯️ Yandere Style:

Dino is the quiet, analytical yandere — terrifying in how calm he is. His love is like a still lake hiding drowning depths. He doesn’t need violence to trap you. His logic, presence, and intensity are prison enough.

Stalks subtly, blending it into concern. He’ll make it seem like he’s always one step ahead, and he is.

Rarely raises his voice. His calm is the threat.

“If I’ve memorized every breath you take, don’t you think I’ll notice when something’s wrong?”

He frames his obsession as rational — a perfect blend of love and intelligence.

🩸 Where Dino Shines Alone:

Icy Precision.

Dino is the surgeon of yanderes. He knows what to say, what to cut away — socially, physically, emotionally — to keep you “safe.” He’s the type to isolate you so slowly that you don’t notice until he’s all that’s left.

If You meet him after having Theodore than You are in for a ride because You are lucky number 5. Which Adds a new layers of possesivness and manipulation. One that would resort to a kid almost imediatly to trap You mostly, but also because even If You want to or not, he would be against talking a lot with Theodore.

Platonic

🦇 The Delico Family

So the children order here is

🩸 Raphael

🌸 You

👶 Ul

And the Dynamics:

Dali, ever the elegant and calculating father, dotes disproportionately on You. She is his moonlight — serene, delicate, and, in his mind, completely his.

He smiles gently at her, something rare. But then returns to his loud and charming self

When she enters a room, he instantly stops speaking and kneels to greet her.

Ul gets basic care, Raphael gets grooming and legacy talk — but You gets Dali’s heart.

Dali: “My dear girl is the only softness left in this cruel lineage.”

As a father he is like i have said before, the type to let her walk punishment free out of anything and every situation, not to Say he would take her everywhere with him to the point everyone knows to prepare a second smaller chair just for You, not that he would let You go out of his hands.

He would never arrange a marriage for You, no matter who asks for It, no one is perfect enough for his baby girl.

🩸 Raphael’s Yandere Style:

Raised under Dali’s influence, Raphael has inherited his father’s refined obsession — but it’s more intense. He doesn’t just admire her — he wants to be everything to her, much like his father.

Doesn’t let her carry anything herself.

Monitors who she speaks to, even staff.

If she hugs Dali, he mirrors it — then glares at Ul if he comes and steals all of her attention, which does happen and the youngest seems to enjoy.

Raphael: “Father is right. She’s meant to be cherished. There is no place for others in her world.”

Together, Dali and Raphael become a harmonious, terrifying unit — both fully agreeing that she is to be worshipped, shielded, and emotionally dependent.

He wouldn't want anyone to marry her either, but MIGHT relent If seeing her misereble, then and only then.

⚔️ The Fra Family

Children order is:

🔥 Angelico

🌸 You

And the Dynamics:

Gerhard tries to treat both children fairly and firmly, but his protectiveness always defaults toward You. He’s awkward with affection, so You often clings to Angelico instead.

Gives her wooden training swords “just in case.”

Kills anyone who insults her, but won’t tuck her in at night. And that is mostly enough for him. Yes, he loves You, he would care about You in his own way, but much like Angelico, You won't get to feel and physical conection, yes, he does some things that show love, but he does nit show it directly, like Dali does for example

Says things like: “Don’t cry. Your brother’s here. I’ll handle the rest.”

Gerhard: “I am your shield. I need not be your heart.”

Is the second most likely to accept a political marriage, but would still double check the whole family and more, only the Best, he says. (If the marriage doesn't turn good he wouldn't hesitate to go for the head of the Man)

🩸 Angelico’s Yandere Style:

Angelico is loud, jealous, and needy — he’s constantly fighting to stay “relevant” in You’s eyes. He clings to her like a puppy with a sword.

Hugs her constantly. Publicly. Loudly.

Interrupts conversations to talk over others: “You don’t know her like I do!”

Gets hurt on purpose just to have her care for him.

Angelico: “You’re the only one who makes me feel warm. If I can’t be beside you… I’ll scream!”

While Gerhard watches stoically from the corner, Angelico is the one flooding her with physical affection — kisses on her head, tight cuddles, and endless declarations of love.

Would NEVER accept a marriage, never, he would do anything and everything to stop it, even If it is out of love or political, especially If it is political. He would threthen to take his own life or do Something If she is to marry anyone. Considera no one is good enough for his sister.

🎭the Lorca family

Children order is:

💎 Elena & Lucia

🌸 You

And the Dynamics:

Henrique is flamboyant, theatrical, and deeply obsessed — but only yandere-level toward You. The twins are loved immensely, but there’s a unique irrational passion for the youngest.

He picks her up and calls her “my little star” in front of noble courts.

Her tantrums are met with roses and music.

Kisses her hands like a suitor, not a father.

Henrique: “The world shall kneel to my little girl. Or it shall burn.”

He is in tie with Dali, maybe him a bit higher, at showing affection,and in the way his children take his yandere tendencies.

He would do anything, buy anything, absolutely give his heart on a plate If She so requested and to make her happy.

He would accept a marriage, only for love, because he would never force her in a political one, and even If he smiles around her and says he is happy, he would mostly threthen the Man She loves, and make sure that he would never Hurt her

🩸 Elena & Lucia’s Yandere Style:

The twins are eerily coordinated, and treat You like a living doll. They fix her hair together, dress her, and hum lullabies in unnerving unison.

Push other kids away with smiles: “She’s too precious for rough games.”

Interrupt her when she speaks to others: “No, no, she doesn’t like that kind of book. Let’s show her something gentler.”

Refuse to let her walk between anyone but them.

Elena & Lucia: “If you ever cry again, we’ll silence whoever caused it.”

They all agree — loudly, proudly — that You is the one they live for, and everyone else exists to be kept away from her.

The most suportive of You having a partner, would actually push for it, but someone close to them, that would "Treat You right" just like the family does. They have insane expectations for parteners but If one can meet them, then they would gladly accept that man in the family.

🕯️The Classico Family

The Children order:

📖 Theodore

🌸 You

And the Dynamics:

Dino is a highly possessive father, but from a distance. He doesn’t interfere directly — instead, he designs her entire world from the shadows.

Controls her schedule, tutors, garden walks, sleep hours.

Commissions entire puppet shows to be performed just for her delight.

Has people fired silently for scaring her. Then sends Theodore in with sweets.

Dino: “I will not smother her, no. I will sculpt her reality. And only we belong in it.”

On the outside he is desinteresed with anything and everything regarding her but in the inside he knows everything, every strand of her hair.

The most likely to imediatly sign her for a political marriage just so that he could continue to monitorise every aspect of her life.

🩸 Theodore’s Yandere Style:

Theodore is warm, gentle, and terrifyingly close. He holds You constantly — always reading to her, brushing her hair, or teaching her lullabies.

Never lets her sit alone — always has her on his lap or near him.

Gets sad if she spends too long with staff or pets: “Don’t you like being with me anymore?”

Corrects her behavior like a doting teacher: “Ah, careful, little one. That’s not how we do things.”

Theodore: “She makes me feel alive. If anyone threatens that feeling — even Father — I’ll handle it.”

Theodore is the dominant emotional figure in her life, subtly making sure he’s the sun she orbits — while Dino controls the entire galaxy around her.

Will be conflicted for a marriage, because he does understand It's a must for their name, but She is his Little sister, the one he went to when HE had nightmares or felt bad and Simply sat there and She made it better by presence. He couldn't just give that away, couldn't. Wouldn't.

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