#vinicio 781

[asterismamor]

Hello hello! After a lot of irl stuff I'm finally back here on Tumblr lol.

But anyway, for my request I would like a cannoli please. (Male Reader)

Vinicio with a huge crush on reader who is equally as reserved and composed as him. Problem is, while Vinicio is able to keep his cool, his shadows are not.

They're always asking about him and talking about how stupidly hot he is and even encouraging his stupid imagination and day dreams about reader that it's starting to get harder to stay calm.

Cue reader being aware about Vinicio's little crush the whole time but wanting to wait and see how long it would take Vinicio to actually confess!

— 🫀 anon

🍒 𓂃 𝑶𝑹𝑫𝑬𝑹 𝑼𝑷 : cannoli !! . . . shadow monster ⊹ male reader .

. ᘛ 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔​​​​​​​﹕verse 781 ꮽ  vinicio agresta

 𐔌𖹭 ˖ ࣪  who's that ?⠀﹕a stoic artist who is one with the shadows. a monstrous being who calls upon beings of the abyss to his aid. 

ּ  ֗ recepit ℘ ... Vinicio has a crush on you, and his shadows shamelessly voice that.⊹ cw ٬٬ none . 

Vinicio had always been able to keep his cool . . . until it came to you.

Now, he knew how to hide this little crush, much like he hides just about any of his emotions. What more would you expect from a blank slate after all, right? Only, there was one, tiny problem.

His abyssal creatures, also known as his shadows . . . seemed to take quite the liking to you. At first he'd just hear them spur a bit around him whenever he caught sight of you or ran into you randomly. But then you both started talking and —

Why - are they having a field day in his head?

"Oh he is the most precious thing. . ."

"Precious? He is magnificent! Gracious!"

"The word is graceful. He is spectacular."

"What the fuck are you all going on about?"

"Your lover! When can we meet him?"

"He's not my lover."

"THESE GAMES AGAIN!?"

Usually it's just one or two at a time, never such a plethora. They give him quite the headache. Especially when your hand accidentally brushed his. The frustrated look on his face made you flinch and quickly apologise.

He felt horrible — stuttered and stammered - completely stumped on how to tell you that it's not you - it's his stupid shadows holding a fangirl contest with his mind as the centre stage.

He can't even think about you without them intruding! They paint his fantasies deeper and send him into a massive daydreaming episode. He's mid work. Fighting monsters. His brother ripped him a new one when he had to save his ass.

"Seriously, what's going on with you?" Pasquale groaned and stepped back, watching his hazed out twin.

"Helloooooo, earth to Vini."

"SHUT UP."

"AYE?? WHAT THE FUCK - "

"NO - NOT YOU - FUCK."

They're ruining his life. He can't even lock eyes with you anymore without looking so flustered and beside himself. He needs to make a move before one of these scoundrels tries. ( They already have, he sucked them back in so fast ).

But to his surprise you . . . ask him out on a date? He ever so bluntly asked how did you know he had something for you and . . .

You merely smile and sheepishly point to the loose shadow hanging behind him. Vinicio freezes, turns back and looks as though he's just about to end the world.

Your cheek kissed stopped him.

"What about me!?" The shadow cries before getting smacked into the ground. Hard.

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[asterismamor]

And we're back once more at dear Eden's request to write for Vinicio <33

Vinicio trying to draw his darling but he's taking sooo longggg and she's so impatient. He just looks so good all focused and she's completely nude and so needy. He can see it too and she's so whiny and pleading with him to just come have his way with her. Maybe some use of the abyssal energy, some smug and mean vini, the whole nine.

fem!reader pretty pls i love you both so dearly smooches from aves <33

🍒 𓂃 𝑶𝑹𝑫𝑬𝑹 𝑼𝑷 : cannoli !! . . . shadow monster ⊹ f. reader .

. ᘛ 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔​​​​​​​﹕verse 781 ꮽ  vinicio agresta moretti

 𐔌𖹭 ˖ ࣪  who's that ?⠀﹕a stoic artist who is one with the shadows. a monstrous being who calls upon beings of the abyss to his aid.

ּ  ֗ recepit ℘ ... your boyfriend is so engrossed with switching your naked body instead of actually tending to your needy self ⊹ cw ٬٬ téntacles. 

"Sweet girl, if you keep squirming like that I'm gonna have to restart."

The low, lazy drawl of your boyfriend almost feels like fire to your skin. You'd flinch, if his threat masked as a statement didn't force you to stay still. Pin you to the black sofa that you drape over.

Your nudity has always fascinated Vincio, he's told you countless times. But couldn't he admire that in another way other than sketching it down? You're not complaining, you are an adoring girlfriend who supports your boyfriend's hobbies . . . but couldn't he admire you while you're on his dick and fucked dumb?

Lips press into a thin line at the thought. Didn't he tell you to stop squirming? Here you are shifting your legs again, just slightly. Hoping, *praying* he wouldn't notice. The last thing you needed is a do-over. Your throbbing pussy couldn't take it.

"Vini . . ." you call again. So soft, so sweet. As though your voice alone would be enough to entrance him. Perhaps so, with the flicker of dark eyes over a sketchbook that you earn. His low hum of acknowledgement nearly draws another whimper.

"Would . . . can you please touch me, baby please."

His brow raises. What an actor. The bastard knows exactly what he's doing to you. His hand so mindlessly continues the sketch, as you hone all of his attention. As you always do.

"Touch you?" A small tut, his gaze lowers. "Look at you. So needy, for what?" You almost feel shame. You avert your gaze too, try to steel your muscles and remain dead still — until you jolt. Yelp.

Your thighs flex together and a disapproving tongue-click halts you. His glare pins you still again. As if it's not his fault. As though the shadowy tendril creeping at your inner thigh and stroking along your slit isn't his.

"Vini . . . "

"You wanted some relief, didn't you?" You could whimper at the roughness in his voice, but oh, how you love it. You hold pose, while the tendril makes itself comfortable. So instinctively, it rubs over your wet slit. As though to mock you. To reprimand your slutty behaviour. With the flick of your clit. It certainly feels as such.

A low whine, your thighs tremble and it takes every ounce of self restraint not to buck. Models remain still. He told you this earlier. What kind of statue are you? One of lust?

Breathy, whiney, that's the only way to describe your pathetic noises as the tendril continues its little strokes on your slit. It pokes, prods, as if it's curious. As if it hasn't ventured into your tight heat many times and over.

"Fuck," your breath catches. It circles your wetness and slips in. How could you not buck into the appendage and hang your head back as it makes a statement to slowly, surely, fill you to the brim?

"Stop."

It plunges in suddenly. You cry out, curl your back and claw at the sofa as it so mercilessly begins massaging on that darling sweetspot.

"Moving."

You're lost. Mind swimming with pleasure as the appendage makes its presence known. So cruelly pumping into your wet cunt and squelching the lewdest of noises from you. Sketchbook be damned. All you could focus on was the delicious stretch of your walls around the gooey tendril and the bursts of pleasure raking down your spine.

"Such a greedy girl. Can't even follow simple instructions?" Vinicio sighs. As if he didn't anticipate for this to happen at all. "That's fine. I like greedy girls."

Another, thinner tendril appears and circles your clit. You hiccup a sob and screw your eyes shut with desperate grinds and spluttered apologies.

"Don't wanna hear it. Entertain me some other way, since you can't be my pretty little model."

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[asterismamor]

May I have a cannoli please?!?!

[Afab gn reader]

May I request reader being in a relationship with Vinicio and how his shadows acts towards you!?! You can make it smutty if you want!!

-🍄

🍒 𓂃 𝑶𝑹𝑫𝑬𝑹 𝑼𝑷 : cannoli !! . . . obscure demon artist boyfriend ⊹ afab gn reader .

. ᘛ 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔​​​​​​​﹕verse 781 ꮽ  vinicio agresta morretti

 𐔌𖹭 ˖ ࣪  who's that ?⠀﹕a quiet, obscure artist who seems to have demons scattering around him. if you look long enough.

ּ  ֗ recepit ℘ ... how your boyfriend's abyssal shadows act around you ⊹ cw ٬٬ none

"Such a beautiful gem . . ."

"Mortals have always been so stunning. Dearest, you are no exception. Above it, even."

"Why do you not call for us more often? We are at your hand and foot — "

"Alright you all. Knock it off."

Your boyfriend's deep, annoyed grunt cuts off all three beings of obscurity and shadow. Their beady eyes - or whatever can be considered eyes - look to him like puppies. They slump away from you, and you swore you could see each of them dragging their feet as they slither towards him.

"But Vinicio . . . they are so - what is the word?" One replaces what you assume to be a compliment with some gurgled, unfathomable speech. To which Vinicio rolls his eyes with a small shake of his head.

"Gorgeous."

"Yes! Goregeous!"

Another sigh. You smile sheepishly at him and waft your hand in assurance. The gleam alone is enough to have all three gawking once again.

"Look at them!"

"So gorgegeous!"

"All of you. In."

They groan and gurgle in protest, but Vinicio only casts a simple look. No glare, no malice, just dull black eyes and a monotone expression. Within seconds, all three dive back in and dissipate back into him, to which he deeply exhales before turning back to you.

"Sorry about that," he murmurs, flicking a deep purple and black speck from your shoulder. "They got a little too exciteable."

"Don't be." You croon, a small tilt of your head. "They seem fun. Really talkative too!"

Vinicio's brow twitches, he sighs, but the smallest curl tugs to the corner of his lips. "Yeah. Very talkative alright."

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[asterismamor]

    ˖⁺. new characters : batch 3 .𖹭 ݁

. . . upcoming specials !! 🍒 : some teasers for upcoming characters that will soon be published to the cafe

﹙ pasquale agresta moretti 781. ﹚. . . the adrenaline-addicted poet !!  :

“bastard!”

“don't flatter him.”

﹙ vinicio agresta moretti 781. ﹚. . . the obscure shadow monster artist !!  : 

“what a pragmatic yet charismatic smile . . .”

“forbidden things have a special charm.”

﹙ alessio agresta arias 209. ﹚. . . the dream-inducing musician !!  :

“walking on a dream. clouds in his head.”

“I think he just fell asleep — on the floor.”

 

﹙ lorenzo agresta arias 209. ﹚. . . the siren hacker !!  :

“siren on land? but those eyes. . .”

“the devil must have pretty eyes too.”

﹙ park tae-hyun 209. ﹚. . . the charming shapeshifter !!  :

“what a bastard.”

“what more do you expect from a trickster?”

﹙ rinfier. ﹚. . . the king of the abyss !!  :

“dare to stare into the abyss?”

“for that smile? the risk is worth it.”

﹙ liú shīyu 209. ﹚. . . the peacock poet !!  :

“aren't poets supposed to be graceful?”

“he is. he simply has stupidly bad luck.”

﹙ songchai. ﹚. . . the dragon of bad luck !!  :

“his mere presence is an omen itself.”

“don't look behind you . . .”

[asterismamor]

May I order an affogato, cannoli, red bean bun, and a peach & almond crostata please?

Been sick lately and was just wondering how these four would be with a lover who is dealing with a stomach bug.

(Hope you both are doing better too!)

-🎐

˖⁺. ﹙ multi monster characters  x gn reader. ﹚ .𖹭 ݁

. . . sick darling !! 🍒 :  inhuman characters ˖ monster characters 

you find yourself sick - how does your lover handle it?

𖹭. ps : oh dear !! :(( I hope you feel well soon!

﹙ vespasiano 781. ﹚. . . the fatherly behaviour !! 🍒 :

Swiftly sticking his head past the doorframe to look at you on the bed. He opens up the door slowly with a small nudge of the wood with his foot.

He carries in the large tray of snacks and soup on it before putting it down on the bedside table. Gaze full of concern for your sickly condition.

"Stomach still feeling bad cuore?" The small whisper brings your head to the side, eyes cracking open to see your husband next to yougetting the soup ready for you.

"I don't wanna eat, I might throw up again." You respond, looking away from the food as though it was going to fling itself into your maw and disturb your stomach once more.

"I know, I know. Just try a bit. I got a bucket right here, it'll be alright."

The temperature of your body said it all. You had a fever again, and he needed to make sure you ate and took the medication so you could go back to resting.

 

﹙ vinicio 781. ﹚. . . take your medication. now !! 🍓 :

"Did you take your medication?"

You perk your head up from the pillow you've been dazed out against for the past hour or so, fever raging. It was hard to understand what your boyfriend was saying too.

"What?" You croak out and blink slowly.

Slowly progressing towards your side, Vinicio stands tall above you and puts the thermometer into your mouth, watching as your fever shoots the Metre sky high.

"You're on a fever of 40.1 C° why haven't you taken the meds I told you to?!" His eyes grow stern but are clearly mixed with worry as he grabs the medicine bottle and takes out the pills for you.

"Nooooo!" Each complaint strikes a little nerve in him, and he takes hold of you.

"Please?" He sounds almost desperate in his call, eyebrows curled together with his hand extended out for you to take the pills that lay in it's palm. And a demonic hand holds up a glass of water for you from his back

"I just want you to get better dolcezza, please take the medication?"

 

﹙ mèng yáo 9948e. ﹚. . . take the medication !! 🍒 :

Mèng yáo has 6 kids. And each and every one of them have been difficult in the past with treatment of sicknesses.

One is chronically sick and is bedridden, the rest are stubborn. She's found ways to make sure medication is taken and food is eaten throughout the years.

"My dear." She croons, settling next to you with medicine and food in her hold. "I have prepared a simple bowl of rice, where you can put whatever you want into it." She hums, leaning close.

"But first. I will need you to take your medication, would that he possible?"

Despite the lack of apetite and the dislike towards being medicated and sickly you cant say no when your wife is being so soft and tender but persistent with your health.

For her, you'll take it.

 

﹙ nadia 9948e. ﹚. . . sleep soundly, dear !! 🍓 :

Nadia makes sure you feel as good as you possibly can. Assuring that when you want fresh air. She takes you out on walks, carrying you in her arms or on her shoulders. Bundled up in a bunch of blankets to make sure you don't cold.

She's always giving you serene smiles and combing your hair with her hands.

But fusses whenever the medicines do not work as quickly.

Yet, one of the most important things to her, is that you get the proper sleep and rest. Making sure to be of help the second you need, either with food, or getting something for you to spew in or the third. She's there and she makes sure that you feel comforted, safe and sound.

"Please sleep min lille mus." ( my little mouse )Her slightly cold hand swipes across your forehead to massage at your temples. "I'll be here when you wake up again okay?

[asterismamor]

the crime towards the lack of vinicio content is murdering me, i have to fix that.

so ! he wants a cat, right ? 👀 how about, he started dating reader, and one day they decide to show him the small home they have and then, when they go to cuddle in their bedroom, he sees two cats sleeping there, and reader goes "btw, forgot to introduce to you my babies !" and start telling cute stories about the cat.

(gender neutral reader please ! also, keep up the good work, mwah)

˖⁺. ﹙ obscure shadow monster bf x gn reader. ﹚ .𖹭 ݁

. . . It licked my nose !! 🍒 :  inhuman ˖ monster artist ˖ demon ﹙ verse 781 vinicio ﹚

Vinicio finally gets to meet your cats, which he had no clue you had in the first place! Being the cat lover he is, how can he hold himself back from picking them up for cuddles immediately and wanting to learn more about them?

dull forest green eyes light up with such immense amounts of happiness at the sight of the big balls of fluff napping on your bed. His hand immediately reaching out to pet one of them but hesitating.

"Oh my god. Do they like being pet?" He asks quietly, scared of waking them up.

How much more adorable can he get? It is gravely amusing to watch one of the men around town everyone deems scary, cold and stoic, melt at the sight of your two babies. You can't not let out a little laugh of affection and reach out for the cats to pick one of them up and very gently hand it over to him.

His spine shivers with excitement at the little meow it lets out when he takes it in his hold and frowns at how adorable it is.

"She's actually only 2 years old now- found her on the side of a street with her brother. The poor things. . ." You murmur, picking up the other cat to give him some scritches behind his ear. The cat's ear twitching while he stretches out on your lap and nuzzles into your tummy to go back to sleep.

"You found these two all alone?" The man feels his heart break into pieces at the notion of these two being left all alone. Cold and abandoned. Thank the gods that you found them at the end of the day. They're happy and healthy now clearly.

You give him a simple nod and share with him a lovely little smile as you gesture for him to sit down next to you on the bed.

It does not take long for him to join you. His ears open to all of the stories you have to share and tell about the cats which both betray you as they crawl onto him. As though he's a magnet to them!

"Well they sure seem to be getting quite fond of you quick." You chuckle and fold your arms, leaning your head against his shoulder. The tip of your finger gently pokes at the brother's nose and gets napped gently by the sister's.

"They were on the side of a road. . . I assumed someone dropped them off to make sure someone found them." You explain, hand reaching over to grab two packs of tuna sticks for them.

As you drop one into Vinicio's hand, he rips it open and starts feeding the cat he first received, while you feed her brother and sit and continue to tell the story of how you found them and raised them. Which eventually turns into sillier stories to lighten the mood.

"He rolled over her so hard both of them tumbled into the small pond and flew out of it almost immediately after." You snort, barely noticing that his own laugh joins the beautiful symphony of yours. His hand moves to squeeze at your waist and brings you closer to feel the way you vibrate when you chuckle and lean back against him for support.

[asterismamor]

last one about vinicio i promise (i’ll come back in a few weeks with more—)

but reader basically comes up to him, shove a poem in his hands and anxiously wait for him to read it. turns out they wrote a whole poem about how much they love him, and the best part is that they wrote everything in italian, even though they do not speak the language, meaning they learnt it just for him.

however, the more the silence outstretches, the more anxious reader becomes. and they end up trying to silently walk away, from a mix of shame, embarrassment and fear in being rejected.

(i’m this close to learn italian just because of him i swear)

🍒 𓂃 𝑶𝑹𝑫𝑬𝑹 𝑼𝑷 : cannoli !! . . . obscure demon artist boyfriend ⊹ gn reader .

. ᘛ 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔​​​​​​​﹕verse 781 ꮽ  vinicio agresta morretti

 𐔌𖹭 ˖ ࣪  who's that ?⠀﹕a quiet, obscure artist who seems to have demons scattering around him. if you look long enough.

ּ  ֗ recepit ℘ ... you made an italian poetm for your boyfriend <3 ⊹ cw ٬٬ none

"Now, where do you think you're going?"

Something slithers round your waist. Before you can so much as take another step, you're yanked back by what your eyes come to recognise as a shadowy tendril.

Yelp or scream, you're not quite sure which you make. It's silenced by a cold finger and you swiftly realise you're right beside Vinicio, from whom the appendage came from. You burn hotter. If you haven't already embarrassed yourself with ink, surely you would with reaction.

And yet. There's a wrinkle on the corner of his lips. A smile? Your heart flutters. Especially when it tugs just a tad bit wider.

"You made this for me?" The deep croon sends you further into fluster. With a shy nod, you're about to part your lips and express your slew of, 'it's not perfect but I tried' and 'forgive my poor Italian', but instead you're cut off by his. Against your cheek.

If your heart throbbed before, now it skipped several beats. You turn to look up at him with big eyes full of questions. Your forehead receives the same treatment.

"Thank you, mio angelo. Let me help you with the learning."

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[asterismamor]

May I have a cannoli please?!?!

[Gn reader]

Just thinking about watching Vinicio playing a horror game! Being wrapped up in a blanket and a chair next to his, clinging to his arm as a scary part comes up!! Screaming and diving out of the chair at every jumpscare! Just to stand right back up to see what happens next! -🍄

🍒 𓂃 𝑶𝑹𝑫𝑬𝑹 𝑼𝑷 : cannoli !! . . . obscure demon artist boyfriend ⊹ gn reader .

. ᘛ 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔​​​​​​​﹕verse 781 ꮽ  vinicio agresta morretti

 𐔌𖹭 ˖ ࣪  who's that ?⠀﹕a quiet, obscure artist who seems to have demons scattering around him. if you look long enough.

ּ  ֗ recepit ℘ ... your boyfriend is unfazed by horror and the aspects of it. therefore one of your favourite activities is to watch him play horror games you wouldn't even go near on your own ⊹ cw ٬٬ none

Another shriek breaks the tense silence of the room, as you hide away in the comfort of your blankets. While your boyfriend, unfazed, and nonchalantly continue on in the horror game that the both of you are playing.

Outlast, of course, he had to play outlast today. You complain as though you didn't invite yourself into his room to watch him play. You think it's fascinating to watch him go through entire 6-7 hour long horror games, with no scares. Barely even expression.

It's because of his shadows, you know. But. . . Still, you'd expect some sort of reactions at times when the horrifying images of blood and gore pop up on your screen. The unexpected jumpscares that he knows are coming somehow.

He can tell from the buildup of the game. The sudden, pointless intensity of specific scenes, dialogue. Etc. It's all so easy to tell apart. The music inside of the game is a lullaby to him in comparison to the horrors he grew up listening to when the shadows would warp around him and try to sing their dissonant lullabies to get him to sleep. Not quite understanding it wasn't. . . working.

"There's another scare coming up." He says dryly, and you cling onto him with teary eyes and a little expression of shock on your face. "You can't know that."

"The hallway is quiet, the lights are blinking and there's a door behind us that is open. There is going to be a jumpscare."

You didn't listen. You should've but you didn't. And when it finally came you screamed and sobbed into his shirt. Hiding yourself away from the sight at once. While he lets out a dry chuckle and earns a little dash of your hand after murmuring: "Told ya so."

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