*crawls into request box* could I request 8:11 hcs with a shy/easily flustered s/o? Thanks! *crawls out*
☆ To Court A Wallflower — 8:11 x Shy Reader HCs ☆
Genre: Fluff || they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed
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Ryker
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Honestly they're probably just as nervous as you are when they aren't so bone-dead tired from all their adventuring
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Your relationship is basically accidentally flustering each other, which is pretty cute, but also means you both take things pretty slow
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Ryker might not be the most confrontational person, but they'll speak for you when you feel like you can't to help you out if need be
ᯓᡣ𐭩 It took them days to work up the courage to kiss your cheek and you had equal struggles when trying to return the favor
Accardi
ᯓᡣ𐭩 One of two people who are gonna tease you the most about it, he finds it adorable to fluster you through little gestures
ᯓᡣ𐭩 One of his favorites that he got from a romance book is to tilt your chin up so his gaze can meet yours, works like a charm
ᯓᡣ𐭩 You don't even have to ask him to speak for you he'll just immediately stand up for you if he thinks someone's being shitty
ᯓᡣ𐭩 The hopeless romantic in him craves at-home dates, so he doesn't mind if you're not one that likes to go out much
Juliek
ᯓᡣ𐭩 The other person who will be the most intense with teasing you, somehow even more intense than Accardi
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He's a very flirty person by nature to those he knows are okay with it so expect to be flustered quite often around him
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Sometimes if you freeze up or something he actually gets really worried and then doesn't stop double-checking if you're okay for like a full five minutes
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Physical closeness and compliments on your appearance are his favorite methods, he loves holding you around the waist while talking about your looks
Vittorino
ᯓᡣ𐭩 The first time you get shy around him he's gonna think you're not feeling well, and if you brush it off then he's trying to think if he did something wrong for days
ᯓᡣ𐭩 It's easier to get caught off guard when he begins flirting since he's usually so closed off that the switch to gentle cooing is a little startling
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He waits for you to take the first step sometimes, encouraging you to break out of your shell little by little into approaching him first
ᯓᡣ𐭩 You two help each other in a way, both becoming more vulnerable with each other in time and trusting together
Beetle
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He doesn't initially recognize your behavior, mostly due to his general detachment from human experiences in general
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He directly addresses it, mentioning how he's here to protect you, and you don't have to be nervous around him
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He is admittedly a little confused about how you could be flustered over his presence, often staying close to you to try and see what causes it
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He's gonna confuse your embarrassment for you being sick and is gonna hover around you more to try and see how to heal you
Dante
ᯓᡣ𐭩 The secret third member of the town who's gonna tease you about it since he's more in tune with human behaviors and will recognize it quickly
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Loves finding little excuses to be close to you or have you hang out with him cause he finds your shyness so endearing
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He really doesn't mind if you're more to yourself, it's just entertaining to him no matter what to have you by his side
ᯓᡣ𐭩 The pocket dimension-esque lands he tends to reside in are honestly pretty good for if you want space from others, if you don't mind all the eerie angels that is
Leon
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He's very patient with you, he doesn't mind if you need a little extra time to approach him for things
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He's more the type to slow down and go at your pace, but he'll extend a hand now and again if he senses that you need it
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He's always got a little smile on his face whenever he sees you getting flustered, but he tries to hide it if it just makes you more embarrassed
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Treasures every moment with you, whether you're brave enough to initiate it or not. Each little milestone is something special no matter what
Hi!! I love your fics sm and I was wondering if still do fics for 8:11 because I have a Vittorino x reader request... 👉👈 Like imagine Reader who loves to make trinkets and jewelry and is always visiting the Basilica to give Vittorino little gifts like a penguin giving they're lover a rock 😭 if ur willing could you make it a more fem leaning reader? If not that's perfectly fine!! Thank you sm :33
☆ A Gem For a Dove — Vittorino x Reader Fic ☆
Genre: Fluff || She/her pronouns for reader || No warnings needed
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"What is this?" Vittorino asked, turning his hand to look at the trinket you'd placed in his palm. You grinned as his eyebrows furrowed, showing his concentration in studying the new gift. "It's a charm" You said simply "I was planning to attach it to a necklace for you, but I wanted to know if you like it first". Vittorino felt the curved shape of the outline, and at the bottom where it was a blunt line "I can see that. But what is it?" He asked again
"Stained glass," You said. You gently took the mini window charm from his hand, holding it up to the light. The sun from the tall Basilica windows reflected off it, making small rays of colorful light reflect into the room. Some of them caught in Vittorino's eyes, making his dark irises glimmer despite his effort to look unamused. "Another one of your making?" He asked. "Yep!" You confirmed, placing it back in his gloved hand. "Why do you... do this?" He asked, adding on, "This is the third I've gotten from you this month. Why?"
He was attempting to seem firm, but you merely sighed. Being isolated in the Basilica so long often made Vittorino defensive, even over the smallest gestures. Getting close to him was about as easy as offering a toy to a feral tomcat. "I made it, thought it was nice, and also thought you might like it" You explained. Vittorino turned the charm over in his hand "I... remind you of a small window. I see"
"Not- not like that" You sighed, a chuckle leaving your lips at the same time. You cupped the back of his hand as he traced every line of the charm with his thumb. "When I want to make something, you inspire me" You began "I try to make things I know you'll like. You're my main audience, and my biggest critic". Vittorino gave an amused huff at that "I've seen a lot of art here in the Basilica, and in Accardi's home. You can't blame me for getting an eye for it"
"That's why I think of you" You hummed, your head resting on his shoulder "You're like... a muse, to me". Vittorino felt his heart beat particularly strongly at that, having to look the opposite direction so the blush that came to his cheeks wouldn't be seen. "I- Oh" Was all he managed to murmur. You chuckled, grinning up at him "Something wrong?". "No, just-" Vittorino took in a slow inhale "I... don't have anything to give you in return"
"You don't have to" You reassured him, lifting his hand in yours to place a gentle kiss to the back of it "I gotta get going, okay? But I'll bring back something next time!". At that, you jogged to the door, giving a stunned and pink-faced Vittorino a wave as if you didn't just send his heart reeling. He stood still, the surprise from the affectionate contact still in mind as he looked down to see the little charm. This time, a small smile graced his features. He pocketed it, beginning to walk towards his room, eager to add it to the collection he kept of things you've made for him
Is it possible that I, a member of the short community, can request hcs for the 8:11 with a short s/o? Thankssss ✨✨💥💥
☆ Love In All Sizes — 8:11 x GN Short!Reader HCs ☆
Genre: Fluff || they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed
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Ryker Dublin
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Ryker's never much thought of height when it comes to partners, and they always assumed they were about average height anyway. It wasn't exactly hard to be taller than them
ᯓᡣ𐭩 But when it comes to you, they've got a good few inches on your height. They'd tease about it here or there, but they always wanted to make sure you were at least comfortable with their little jabs
ᯓᡣ𐭩 They always offered to get things for you, anywhere you couldn't reach they'd gladly either hold you up to it or bring it down for you
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Sometimes compared you to small animals when making petnames, very fondly attributing you to things like mice, rabbits, and all manner of cute creatures
Accardi Florentino
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Being around 6'3", Accardi had a rather obvious height difference to you. He took note of it rather quickly, and once you became partners together, he decided to use this to charm you whenever he could
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He'd lean against doorways to tower over you, hold you close to his frame to feel the difference in size, and rest his chin atop your head to show affection
ᯓᡣ𐭩 His absolute favorite thing to do would be tilting your chin up so your eyes could meet, gently guiding your gaze with his hands to make sure your gazes held while he relayed information
ᯓᡣ𐭩 However, if you tug him down to be closer to your height, his usual composure goes out the window, and he becomes the flustered one for once, too nervous to hold conversation
Juliek Octavia
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Absolutely a shameless flirt about the height difference. He's not exactly 6ft range himself, but he's close enough to tease you whenever he can
ᯓᡣ𐭩 "Are you sure you can manage, darling? I can always lend you a hand. Don't pout, dear, we both know you can't reach"
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Anytime you cuddle, he makes sure your head is tucked into his chest. He finds it immensely comfortable and loves to feel your breath ghosting his collar
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Absolutely tries to coddle you over it. It's all in good fun, mostly just him joking around with you, but he finds your frustrated looks so cute and endearing
Vittorino
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Leans towards the taller side, and doesn't really mind your height compared to him. He's not one to tease about it much, unless to deliberately rile you up
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Really loves when you play into the difference, though. Seeing the difference in your size to his feels like holding the most precious little dove in his hands
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Acts annoyed if he ever has to do something for you, but never denies the request. Yeah he'll roll his eyes and gripe, but whatever you need is getting handed to you immediately
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He'll outright pick you up and just carry you to safety if he thinks you're in a dangerous situation. Bridal style, over the shoulder, whatever he can manage. Besides, he likes how flustered you get when he does
Beetle
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Seeing as the angel is around 8'0" in height, basically everyone comes across as shorter than him, and he notifies you of this if you ever express insecurity over your size
ᯓᡣ𐭩 One time when you mentioned size, he deliberately shifted himself to make his height shorter than yours. He inquires if this made you feel better while looking up at you
ᯓᡣ𐭩 If you mention not being able to see something, he'll lift you under the arms so you can get a better view, or simply just let you sit on his shoulders to observe
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He reminds you that, to him, all humans are very small regardless, and if it makes you feel better, you're a very lovely no matter the size or shape of your being
Dante Basilio
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Compares you to any nickname he can think of that has an ending to it that implies smallness. Tesoruccio, amorino, couricino. And his absolute favorite, mostriciattolo
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He loves to use his height advantage to spook you from time to time, like hiding and jumping out or eerily standing next to something equaling his size. He's just a little strange all around, but you've come to adore that about him
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Loves to lean overhead, especially when you reward him with a little kiss from his eyes meeting yours. He always grins widely behind his mask and wraps you against his chest in return
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Offers to carry you basically everywhere, especially if he can balance you on his back while doing so. He also doesn't mind being a makeshift leg-up if you need a boost
Leon
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Finds you absolutely adorable. He loves to bring attention to it, but is also careful to not come across as patronizing. The second you ask him to stop, he will, he just can't resist thinking of you as precious
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Gently dissuades any worries you have regarding your size. Why should it matter, whether tall or short? Are trees judged by their growth? No, you see them for the sturdiness of their bark, and the beauty of their greenery. You're much too lovely to worry about one facet of yourself
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He does tend to wrap his arms around you quite often, loving to press his cheek to yours no matter how far down he has to bend his back to do it, just to get a sense of your warmth
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Due to his talk with you about the meaning behind trees and such to comfort you, he comes to call you "Une pousse"
hiii… just wondering if you could do a vittorino x reader …. it could be fluff …. anything…. 💗 much love!
☆ Angel of Music — Vittorino x Reader Fic ☆
Genre: Fluff || they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed
A/N: I can't remember if I've done this idea before so if so have it again
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There were many aspects of the Basilica that most tended to find strange or unnerving. The catacombs, the odd dark hallways and damp corners, the mystery surrounding it. But there was beauty hidden in those cracks and fissures, glimmers of hope in the rubble like flowers on a dead tree. To Vittorino, you wholly encompassed that hope. You had worked as a singer for the choir when the Basilica was running, and now that it was run down you mostly only visited to see the pale priest himself.
Still, the familiar surroundings compelled you. So, when you thought you were alone, you began recounting an old hymn you'd been taught. Vittorino was near the middle of the pews, leaning against one as he watched you. Hearing your voice echo off of the walls almost made him dizzy with awe. These wide harrowing arches and labyrinthine doors had never deterred your song. He remembered hearing it in nights he thought he'd never hear such sweetness again.
"What a gift it is, that voice of yours" he spoke up. You jolted, the last note you'd hit pitching up in alarm in a way that made the priest chuckle warmly. You quickly turned to face him "Ah- Vitto! I'm sorry, I hadn't meant to keep you waiting for so long-". "Not long at all, no" Vittorino replied. He slowly stepped up to your side, giving you a wide and toothy grin "Maybe not long enough". You gave a little amused huff, nudging his shoulder "Be honest; how out of tune was I? It's been ages since I've had a proper warmup"
"Just as good as the day you started" Vittorino replied. It was rare that he felt this— this softness to his chest, a honeyed balm to his ailments. Your song had always done that to him. Many nights of a restless and vengeful Vittorino led to him laying his head in your lap, only being able to sleep if you carried him to it with your voice. He was also better at thinking these lines of poetry rather than saying them, but he did what he could to express his affection.
"When I started I hadn't had any training!" You protested with a chuckle "You're saying I sound inexperienced". "Why can't you ever just let me say something kind, hm?" Vittorino asked you in return, his gaze showing he was being playful. "I'll accept one from you the day you learn to accept gifts from me without fussing about it" you replied. Vittorino snorted, pulling you to his chest with an arm around your waist "Good to see your attitude hasn't changed in all these years"
"Not too bad yourself, prettyboy" you replied, tilting his head towards you and planting a kiss to his cheek. His smile wasn't quite as big as before, but it was even more genuine. He pressed his nose into your cheek, nuzzling into you "My songbird". "What's got you in such a good mood today?" You asked, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. He gave a lazy hum of contentment, pressing his forehead to yours "Just you"
"Didn't know you were so soft on me" you joked. Vittorino gave a mildly disapproving huff at the comment, but he let it roll past without a rebuttal just this once. "I think I should be allowed to be, every once in a while at least. Especially with my songbird in my arms". "Alright, turtledove, that's enough romance books for you" you replied.
"There, see?" Vittorino said, kissing your nose "Now we're both terrible". "It's like you're infecting me" you chuckled, and Vittorino only held you closer "Good, then. There's no better way to be than this"
may i request an 8:11 fic with dante? preferably a fluffy fic with a gn s/o. thank you :)
☆ No Need To Fear — Dante x GN Reader Fic ☆
Genre: Fluff || they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed
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It was the middle of the night, or at least you assumed it was. It was a little hard to give an accurate estimate of time in the strange pocket dimension sort of limbo that you and Dante took residency in. You'd woken up for a simple trip in search of a drink, but there was something bugging you. The bed had been empty when you'd woken up. You'd hoped that Dante would be down in the kitchen, but you couldn't see him anywhere. It was always at least a little unsettling without him there- you were much more of a stranger to this place than he was.
After sipping from the water that you'd got, the door to the home suddenly swung open. You jolted, looking around and seeing a tall, unnaturally pale man clad in green walking into the room. You gave a heavy sigh, putting your glass down "Dante! God, you scared the hell out of me...". Dante's eyes flicked up to you, his furrowed brow softening. He walked in, closing the door with a heavy swing "You're awake?". "I needed something to drink" you explained "I got kinda worried when I didn't see you here"
Dante put down a bag that he had been carrying over his shoulders, which landed on the ground with a hard thud "I went out to find us some food". "Oh! Oh, um- thank you, it looks... lovely" you responded, a little tentatively. You could see Dante's eyes upturn, hinting at a large grin behind his black mask. He always felt proud to be the 'provider' between you two, giving you all the oddly and probably-fresh supplies you'd need. He walked up to you, wrapping his long arms around your form.
You smiled when feeling him nuzzle into the top of your head, hearing a pleased rumble resonate throughout his chest. "You'll be exhausted tomorrow if you keep staying awake" Dante said, looking down at you with wider pupils "You could falter. Trip, maybe. Then what?". "Then I'll have you carry me home" you said, giving him a cheek peck that temporarily melted his onset eerieness. He stood up tall, lifting you with him and shifting you to be bridal-style carried in his arms.
You picked up the glass you'd gotten and allowed him to carry you back to your shared room. It was pretty simplistic, but styled after Dante's affinity for hunting, such as various ornaments taken from his wins hung up as decorations and somewhat messily made fur blankets. He placed you down, staring and waiting for you to get adjusted before beginning to climb in. You put a hand on his chest to stop him birefly "Your jacket's a mess, love". Dante huffed, but stood back up to find something more clean.
You smiled as he went, getting comfortable under the covers. Since Dante wasn't exactly human, things like sleep and eating weren't necessary to begin with. But he loved cuddling you while you rested and gathering materials for you to cook with, so he tried to keep track of both. Then again, he was intensely clingy, hence why these hunting trips usually happened at night where you were already resting. At least that way he'd know you're safe at home as he works.
Dante slid into bed fully, wrapping his arms around you and pressing his chest to your back. He entangled his legs with yours, chin nestling into your shoulder. He was in a neater set of clothes, grumbling a little as he cuddled as close as he could be. "Goodnight love" you said with a little yawn, and he chuckled just a bit "Dream well, little jackal" he said softly, kissing the corner of your jaw before falling silent, letting you be lulled into sleep.
if ur requests are open and if its alright… could u do a little continuation of the vittorino x reader angst fic? nothing specific, just some comfort and reader trying to help him get used to the little bunny they had more…
☆ Trying Again — Vittorino x GN Reader ☆
Genre: Fluff, Hurt/comfort || they/them pronouns for reader || Minor warning for slight injury description
A/N: Part two to this :]
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You sat on the floor to the living room in your home, an open animal crate beside you. The little bunny you'd recruited before was back, content and eating a little bit of celery. Despite the innocent presence, there was a tension in the room. You looked across from you, where a very stiff Vittorino was sitting. He had ran to your door extremely winded and remorseful, hoarsely begging you for a redo for your last encounter. Though you still felt bitter about seeing him, you'd let him in. He glanced to the critter before looking to you, expression one of barely-repressed discomfort.
"Vittorino, you don't have to do this" you began, and the priest shook his head "I want to. I know I can, it's- it's just an animal" he said. He reached a hand out, nearly flinching when the bunny looked up. He sucked in a breath through his teeth, holding it in while scooping up the rabbit in a swift move. His eyes had screwed shut, head tilted away. You sighed, feeling conflicted. The two of you hadn't properly talked anything out since your last fight, but here he was, trying to move past his own trigger to make it up to you. You watched as he stiffly put the bunny into his lap "See? It's... not too bad" he said in a very strained tone.
"Vitto-" you began, but Vittorino held up a hand to silently ask for quiet. He brought it down, nervously scratching the back of the rabbit's head. The bunny was calm, sniffing Vittorino's leg as he did so, but Vittorino himself looked like he was going to fall apart any second. Noting his stubbornness, you opted for scooting closer instead. "He has a name, you know" you offered up gently. "Does he now..?" Vittorino asked, still having to look the other way while petting it, flinching whenever it moved. "Mhm. They call him Elio" you said, and Vittorino nodded "How- how nice"
You noticed his arm was still shaking, breath moving unevenly with shallow panting. "I can't" he suddenly said, quickly putting Elio in your lap. You held Elio to your chest, watching as Vittorino began rubbing his arms to try and self-soothe. He let out a shudder, only now being able to open his eyes "I can't, I can't-" he repeated. You put a hand on his shoulder "Hey, it's okay. At least you tried". Vittorino nodded, swallowing dryly as he took deep breaths "Right, right, yes"
"You really didn't have to" you reminded, but Vittorino straightened up his posture with a deep breath. "I... wanted you to see that.. I was sorry" he admitted. The words struggled on their way out, mostly due to his tense state, but partially because he wasn't used to apologizing in general. "...I appreciate the effort" you said, before scooting a little closer to him "But you could've just said it". Vittorino gave a small acknowledging hum "I- I didn't mean all that, back there" he said "I was losing my damn mind, and I just threw out whatever came to me. I can tell it hurt you"
"It did, yeah" you admitted "a lot. But then again, I should've asked before bringing something into the Basilica. I know how much you like it there". "You couldn't have known, I don't let anyone know, really" Vittorino replied. He gave you a glance, and this time, your gaze held reassurance. "I'm sorry too, though. And thank you for at least trying for me" you said. Vittorino nodded, giving you a crooked smile as his posture eased up. He looked down and jumped back when seeing Elio trying to nibble at his robes. You quickly scooped him up, placing the bunny on the other side of you "Okay, little man, enough scaring Vitto for today"
Vittorino gave you a thankful nod, wringing his hands nervously while sitting back down. As his hands moved, you noticed a glimpse of a tear. You gently touched his wrist, and he let you guide it to where you were looking at his hand. Your thumb gently rubbed the torn fabric, seeing the torn skin beneath it. "Holy hell, what happened to you?" You asked, deeply concerned. "Oh right" Vittorino said, looking with you "It happens a lot" he went on casually "You know I can't really feel anything there". "God, it looks bad" you said with a small grimace "That's gonna get infected. Wait here"
Before Vittorino could protest, you already stood. He watched as you walked down a hall, eyeing Elio. Elio was playing with one of his toys, and Vittorino squinted suspiciously at the pet. The bunny hopped near his direction, and he scooted back in kind. You thankfully soon came back, holding some ointment and a bandage. You sat beside him, holding out your hand. Vittorino put his in yours, and you pulled off his glove to reach the cut. You winced at seeing it fully uncovered, immediately unscrewing the lid to the ointment. You placed it onto his palm, rubbing it in.
Vittorino watched you work, before glancing back up at you. You looked so focused, and he felt something in his heart twinge when realizing that you were doing this all for him. He felt a little uneasy, like he didn't deserve such kind treatment. Sure he'd apologized, but he still remembered how he felt after your last meeting. To go from that to you cradling his hand in your lap felt... odd. He was almost tempted to pull away. As if noticing, you tugged his hand closer to you, beginning to wrap him up in the bandage. "It would've healed" he said. "In six months maybe" you replied, finishing up the wrap. You gave the back of his hand a reassuring pat, allowing him to pull it back.
He looked over your handiwork, shuffling his glove back on "Right..." he said "So... will I be seeing you in the Basilica soon?". You let out a little huff, feeling a bit more amused "I'd say so. No bunnies, I promise". Vittorino chuckled, leaning his shoulder against yours "And no more yelling". You leaned your head onto his, watching Elio curl up for a quick nap on the floor. "I can work with that" you said, feeling satisfied as you felt Vittorino relax against you. It wasn't fixed yet, but at least from here it could get better.
Could I request kissing hcs with the 8:11 characters? Thxxx :D 💚💚
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☆ Bisou, Bacino — 8:11 x GN Reader Kiss HCs ☆
Genre: Fluff || they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed
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Ryker Dublin
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Gives you a morning and goodnight kiss every day without fail, considers it a vital part of their routine now that you're with them
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Loves to give you kisses as reassurance, especially if you're not feeling well for any reason. They like to hold you close and give little pecks while easing your worries or stress together
ᯓᡣ𐭩 You always manage to get them to flush, no matter if it's a cheek kiss or a little peck on the cheek, they get flustered no matter what
ᯓᡣ𐭩 They'll silently ask for one by leaning their head towards you a bit more whenever you're in close proximity to one another, but they prefer to wait for when you don't seem busy
Accardi Florentino:
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Very gentle when kissing you, makes sure you're comfortable the whole time and really attentive to preferences
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Always likes to tease you a bit before giving you a proper kiss, one of his favorites being kissing around your mouth instead of actually on your lips
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Gives you little kisses as rewards for completing a favor or as a means of saying thank you for helping him
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Surprisingly becomes flustered when you're the one to initiate kisses, he acts like a dork when not keeping up his charming personality
Juliek Octavia:
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Gives you kisses very frequently. Physical closeness is very important to him, so as long as you're okay with it, he's perfectly content spending time just kissing you
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Tends to give you a flury of kisses across your face if he's excited about something, while holding you in the tightest hug he can manage
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Does this stupid little giddy giggle if you catch him off guard with a kiss. Absolutely forbids you from telling anyone about it. Anyone who hears it has to swear to secrecy
ᯓᡣ𐭩 The bigger and more obnoxious kiss you can give him, the better. He thinks it's funny with how stupidly cheesy the action is and it lifts him out of a sour mood
Vittorino:
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Either horribly messy when it comes to giving kisses or always acts like it's gonna be the last time he can ever do it, no inbetween
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Refuses to give so much as a peck on the cheek if you're around others, but once alone he's insistent on giving you a kiss for almost every task completed
ᯓᡣ𐭩 On a good day you can get him to make this grumpy embarrassed expression when giving him a little kiss but he hates if you ever compliment it cause he's trying to act miffed
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Will outright just ask you for a kiss if he wants one, usually by getting close to you at the same time. Sometimes he's more flirty about it, but if he's annoyed he'll just straight up ask
Beetle:
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Very confused how you expect him to be able to give you a kiss when he's lacking a proper mouth
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Sometimes leans down and lightly presses his mask against you as a replication of the kiss motion to achieve the effect
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Doesn't really understand what kisses mean outside of them being an act of affection, so he does accept them, but might accidentally seem apathetic when doing so
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Makes a soft little trill of enjoyment whenever you give him a kiss on his mask, but he'll pretend to gently chastise you about it to cover up having to admit that
Dante:
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Presses his face to yours without taking the mask off and just kinda. Breathes against you. With these really wide pupils
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Sometimes removes the mask to give an actual kiss, but he'll keep pretending to try and bite your face before and after (he's just playing)
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Receives kisses better than he gives him, always chuckles about it and pulls you in for an embrace whenever you give them
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Will straight up step over whatever you're doing to just kneel in front of you and go "kiss." whenever he wants one
Hai :P !!! Could I request Vittorino x reader hcs? :3 thank you 🙏
☆ I'll Write A Symphony For The Departed — Vittorino x GN Reader HCs ☆
Genre: Fluff || they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed
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ᯓᡣ𐭩 A hard man to get close to, but one who loves wholly once you get past his partially unnerving and cold exterior. He didn't expect you to slot yourself into his ribs and fit so snugly next to his heart, but now it's all he thinks about
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He primarily spends quality time with you as a love language, largely within the walls of the Basilica. He keeps an eye on you to make sure you don't get lost, keeping close to your side as he talks on and on about the cryptic history of the place
ᯓᡣ𐭩 You eventually become one of few people able to drag him out of the old holy building and get him to spend some time outside, something Accardi and Juliek congratulate you for. Vittorino takes you to his hangouts with them frequently
ᯓᡣ𐭩 He absolutely loves hearing words of affirmation from you. He initially takes it in stride, casually noting that it would be expected that he would be recognized for all the miracles he brings. But he softens over time, and let's it really sink in that someone could think so highly of him
ᯓᡣ𐭩 The first time you attempted to hold his hand, he almost didn't react. His hands don't have working nerves, so on top of gloves that made it hard to sense your fingers intertwining with his until your shoulders brushed together
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Carries a lot of stress that he has problems communicating, so physical contact is the best way to help him relax. He melts easily if you play with his hair or cup his cheek, he finds it easy to lean into your warmth when he can feel it
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Protective. He will make comments if he thinks you're hanging around someone who he doesn't like or trust, and very distrustful to anyone who isn't you whenever meeting new people. He'll get passive-aggressive to whoever it is and try to keep them distant from you
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Easy nickname to get him flustered is "dove", as it's one of his favorite animals. He gets embarrassed whenever you use sappy nicknames, but personal ones are double as effective. Though he'll quickly think of an Italian one to give you in return
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Sleeps better if you're co-sleeping with him. Stays wrapped around you the entire night, closely tucked into your comforting presence as night terrors and memories of his past are at least more bearable for once
ᯓᡣ𐭩 Not shy to showing affection when it's just you two, he's prone to winding rambles of praise while holding you close. You're the closest thing a strayed man of the divine could get to the warmth of promised eternal joy, and he shows you this through staying by your side and always keeping attentive to you
