#[ really want to do pierro and capitano especially <3 ehehe. .. ]

[dear-yandere]

little dove.

yandere! colombina x gn! darling x implied! yandere! arlecchino. headcanons.

› tw. suggestive themes.

— colombina is so terribly fond of you, going insofar as to call you her little dove. the name had come as a surprise as first, given that she is far more delicate and graceful than you could ever attain — but she insists. if anything, you welcome her infatuation, even if you’re not quite sure why she feels such a way in the first place. perhaps it’s the way she enjoys dressing you up in snezhnaya’s latest fashions, or the way she adores washing and combing your hair when she all but forces you to join her in the bath. perhaps...she sees you as nothing more than a doll or pet, but you are in no position to speak out against her overwhelming love for you; after all, you suppose it could be far worse — memories of the way dottore and scaramouche used to treat you flashing through your recent memory.

“you’re just so wonderfully adorable, little dove. however can you blame me?” 

— the way she dotes on you would leave any of her countless admirers overwhelmed by jealousy, but they do not dare speak out against their lady. whether it is in fear of her power or from respect in her position amongst the executives, colombina is adamant in her adoration of her sweet little bird. the way you chitter and peep like a baby bird when she so much as runs delicate fingers through your hair or along your skin is enough to melt her heart — if she could help it, she would want nothing more than to hear those sounds all day as she cradles you within her arms. 

“little dove, fragile little songbird  — won’t you sing for me today?”

— she rather enjoys sharing you with her lover arlecchino, the latter of whom is surprisingly just as fond of you as colombina is. as intimidating as she is, the knave dotes on you just as much as she dotes on the damselette. your fingers, neck, and hair are sure to be adorned with the finest jewels — gifts from arlecchino no doubt, who prefers to show her affection in expensive jewels and beautiful trinkets rather than colombina’s affinity to physical touch. whether material or physical, you are the center of their attention when they aren’t awning over each other.

“sweet dove, you’ll come and join us, won’t you?” colombina will muse, patting the seat between her and arlecchino, the latter of whom flashes a small but rare smile in an attempt to welcome you to their sides. you’ve learned better than to hesitate in front of these two, so you hurry over, seating yourself squarely between the two gorgeous women. between them, you feel awfully small, but they welcome you as if you are one of their treasures.

and perhaps that’s all you are... a treasure to be shown and flaunted. 

you hardly register the way colombina rests her hand atop your thigh, her eyes shining innocently from beneath her half-veil. it’s only when arlecchino blushes and rests her hand atop yours that a smile forces a way to your lips. and so the show begins again.

“little bird, you are quivering. could it be you’ve missed us so dearly? now...that won’t do it, will it, dear arlecchino? perhaps we should pay our darling extra attention today...♥ ”