#the lies of p headcanons

[thelastdiamondpiratealchemist]

Here is a random headcanon

Pinocchio has a severe phobia/fear of donkeys and carnivals. (I'm sorry, Pino!)

[writingescapades]

Falls First, Falls Harder

Multiple characters: Rafayel x reader, Pinocchio x reader, Aventurine x reader

Rafayel:

Of course he fell first. You saved him. You befriended him. You encouraged him. You supported him. You bestowed your heart in his hands with a smile on your face. And you betrayed him. His love haunts him, for only he recalls these memories. And yet! And yet, he finds himself unable to detach from you. An urge beyond a mere bond. Your relation in the modern day, a palimpsest of new experiences atop old emotions. It’s new and old, scary and nostalgic. He doesn’t know if this path will end the same as every other path. He is a god. His every act demands a grand sacrifice, even from himself. And yet, he chooses to fall.

You fell harder. Who was this strange, charming, enticing man? Initially a job turned into best friend. You couldn’t imagine being in a position where you find yourself reaching out to someone you barely know but fully trust. Rafayel was surprisingly fun. Always keeping you looped and eagerly seeking for you to entwine back. Touchy. Deep, and very caring. His loyalty astounds you when surrounded by the lights and smiles of admirers. No matter how high to the gods his talents take him, he always seems to look down only upon you. It’s a different sensation, yet very familiar. Too familiar as your dreams are too eager to play on familiar faces and memories. You really don’t know where life with Rafayel will take you, but you’re slowly finding it impossible to imagine it without him.

Pinocchio:

You fell first. How could you not? A sweet, quiet, gentleman-puppet with a mischievous streak. In the wreak of Krat, this sole life drew you in. Pinocchio shone for he remained every enchanted, ever curious with the world, no matter how decayed it was. It was addicting. He taught you to experience life anew. You couldn’t help the resurgence of feelings you thought died with Krat. But you held back. He was a puppet, brand new to life. You could not possibly foist such emotions onto someone so, young – emotionally. Instead you savoured the friendship, and bitterly swallowed back your feelings, hoping they would go away one day. But they wouldn’t. So you fell harder.

Pinocchio is new to emotions, yes, but he isn’t a fool to himself. He may not be able to express himself as articulately as he imagines or desires, but he understands what he feels. The more he grew, the more he discovered. And so, to him, it made perfect sense to read a book and instantly connect the couple to him and you. And it made perfect sense to show you the book, point to the couple, and then move his finger back and forth indicating the two of you. He didn’t understand your frown and shake of your head. He didn’t understand your words or disagreement. Yes, you are friends. Yes, very close friends. But to Pinocchio, you are also what this couple was. Why else would he scrounge around for odd bits for you after a battle? Why else does he go to you first when he comes home covered in oil, mechanical hand in bad need of repair? What did it mean to you to be this couple? Yes, he would like to hold you. Yes, he does seek you out. Would you let him in?

Aventurine / Kakavasha

You fell first, but it took a long time. Aventurine would not show you any side of him beyond his persona of the gambling manipulator, and you could care less. For the longest time, he was just that guy you sometimes worked with. You worked surprisingly well together. Mostly because you let him plan everything out, putting in a voice when you knew your idea would work. It surprised you that he seriously considered your inputs. It surprised everyone else too, which was why you were unofficially Aventurine’s work partner. People really learn about one another when they’re exhausted, and their lives are on the line. Aventurine slipped his mask a little, but it was enough to see that there was more to him. You didn’t call attention to it, but quietly responded. If he noticed, he didn’t draw back. It was really the small things like holding his cup while he played, making sure no one slipped anything into his drink. Or carrying him to bed when he fell asleep at his desk again. You were just being a good person, until that moment. He was gambling, again, and you saw it. It was almost imperceptible, but after working alongside him, you knew when something was off. The stakes were high, and his hand started to tremble. You found yourself holding onto his hand. In shock, he let the dice go as he turned towards you. He won the game but attained a better reward. You.

Aventurine doesn’t pride himself on how long it took for him to let you in. He exaggerates kind acts because his life seemed to abstain from it, but he knows to be wary. That every open hand conceals a dagger. Which was why your nonchalance surprised him. You didn’t fawn over him, nor did you detest him. He was his himself around you, and he couldn’t bear that. But you were useful, and so easy to be around. So he pushed you and tested you, but it seemed that he was the only one who tired out. Aventurine cracked and Kakavasha peeked out. He expected a complete rejection, but you, you held his hand, and he has yet to let go.

[boonie9]

Carlo never felt so insulted

It crossed my mind that Carlo probably wasn't very fond of puppets, they're weirdly too human, unsettling. It's more jealousy than anything tbh lol that's my hc for today thanks for coming to my ted talk

[hystericalk]

Romeo doddles

[esteljune]

Kissing P headcanons [P x reader]

Don't expect him to take the initiative. Pinocchio is completely clueless about basic human gestures of affection, and that includes kissing.

The first time you try to kiss him, he'll probably just stand there, eyes wide open and awkwardly staring into yours as you get closer and closer to his face. He's just trying to figure out what you're trying to do.

He might even misunderstand and gently press his forehead against yours. Despite your embarrassment in the moment, Pinocchio will continue to gaze at your face, amazed by the languor in your eyes, the flush on your cheeks, and the reassuring warmth of your breath on his lips.

When he sees a smile forming on your lips, he'll relax considerably, and you might even notice a spark of tenderness in his eyes. But your first kiss will be nothing more than your lips pressed together.

Pinocchio is very receptive to your reactions, so he'll immediately notice the sudden increase in your pulse and the flush on your face. At that point, he'll start asking you disarmingly candid questions like "Your heart is beating fast... is it me?" totally unaware that he's only making things worse.

You might think you haven't had any effect on him, but in his chest, his mechanisms are ticking much faster than usual.

His lips, as well as the rest of his body, are extremely cold, so it's a sensation you might have trouble getting used to. However, his skin is quite soft, just like yours.

His scent is a curious blend of a faint metallic smell of mineral oils and a earthy aroma of musk. Curiously, it's not unpleasant, but it's still something very special that sets him apart and that you'll end up loving dearly.

Over time, as he gains humanity, Pinocchio will seek more and more moments of intimacy with you, both to enjoy the obvious effect his presence has on your body, and because it allows him to discover things about himself that he didn't believe were possible.

Each time your lips meet, his body will react more and more openly to your touch. The warmth of your breath, the unmistakable feeling in your eyes, and your fingers clutching his chest will make his mechanical heart beat painfully fast.

Gradually, he will start to close his eyes to give himself completely to you. His arms will return your embrace, and his kisses will begin to be more conscious and deep.

He may even forget that you need to breathe, starting to kiss you in rapid succession, whispering "More." on your lips between one kiss and the next, leaving you completely breathless.

The warmth of your skin is extremely familiar and comforting to him, so he will melt with every kiss, not only on the lips, but also on the nose and the freckles that dot his face.

[hazelrest]

this is an actual hc i have for what carlo used to be like but i also think that romeo would make things up about carlo to p because he thinks its funny so this could be read like that too. even sophia has no idea if there was this side to carlo she doesn't remember

romeo is seated because he can't move.

[hyakunana]

Meanwhile, at Venigni Works (a direct sequel from this comic)

[echosong971]

“Mr. Handsome Idiot”

[marsborne]

Strands of Change - Pinocchio x Reader

After defeating the King of Puppets, Pinocchio has been experiencing significant changes. - warnings: none - word count: 605

You stand there on the second floor of the hotel, gently stroking Spring, the ginger cat who had claimed your curious and gentle puppet's heart from the very first day.

Geppetto is holed up in his study, immersed in his usual tinkerings, while Polendina has wandered off somewhere, though you faintly recall him mentioning a desire to speak with Pinocchio.

The moment feels quiet, still, but then a faint noise catches your attention. You step closer to the railing, peering down into the lobby, and your eyes widen.

There they stand, both Sophia and Pinocchio, speaking in soft tones. He has finally returned. Yet something about him seems... different. The puppet beside her doesn’t look quite the same. Has his hair grown longer?

Your gaze lingers on him, drawn irresistibly, while Spring meows plaintively at your side, swatting at your arm in protest of your sudden inattention. Her little paws tug at you, but you don’t move, you can’t move. Not yet.

Finally, after a beat that stretches on for what feels like forever, you take a deep breath and descend the stairs, your heart light yet heavy in the same moment. He sees you immediately, of course. He always does. Pinocchio steps toward you, meeting you halfway, and you reach out, resting your hands gently on his shoulders. Your eyes take him in with quiet reverence, a soft awe you don’t try to hide.

And he tenses, just slightly, beneath your touch.

"You...your hair..." Your voice is soft, almost a whisper, filled with something he can’t quite name.

At your words, he stiffens further, his mind spiraling into uncertainty. Does this change make him... less? Less worthy? Less of what you want? His voice is hesitant, testing the fragile waters of your reaction.

"Is it...not okay?"

His question is barely above a murmur, yet it carries the weight of his fears. He is learning, changing, becoming more human with every passing day, and with that growth comes the anxiety of never quite knowing what is right or wrong, what is enough.

"What? No! No, no, no, dear," you blurt out, your tone swift and urgent, as if to dispel every doubt clouding his mind. "It's perfectly fine."

Without thinking, your fingers move to tuck a stray strand of his dark, soft hair behind his ear. Your hand lingers, cupping his cold, freckled cheek with a tenderness that feels like home.

"I think you look beautiful," you say, and your words are a quiet melody, carried on the warmth of a gentle smile. And he was. He really was beautiful.

Pinocchio’s mechanical heart stutters, his springs tightening as if trying to contain the weight of his emotions. In this moment, he feels weightless, floating, soaring, as if the simple way you look at him could unmake and remake him all at once.

This feeling, he thinks, must be what it means to change. To be real. To be human. And it’s all he wants. Though, in truth, he’s known what he wants for a long time now.

He wants you.

He wants you.

The spell of the moment is broken by the soft circling of Spring around your legs, her tail curling with playful insistence. You chuckle at her antics, a sound that draws a small but unmistakable smile from Pinocchio.

From her place nearby, Sophia watches, a knowing look in her eye and a quiet grin curling at her lips. She says nothing, but in her silence, there is understanding, an acknowledgment of a love that is growing, tender and real, between a human and a puppet who is learning to love.

Lowkey losing my nerves over this game but it's pino so it's alr <3 I beat the king of puppets yesterday and got reminded of something that I thought of like a year ago and oh OH. I had to write this

[bloodbrown]

Imagine havin his head in your lap and kissin his face. And kissin all of his lil freckles. And then gently ruffling his hair and telling him he's a gorgeous boy, imagine THAT

[geppettospuppet]

pino affection hcs<3

a/n: two hc posts in a day bc i'm insane I JUST LOVE HIM SO MUCH!! ok hope u sillies enjoy

ok remember how i said in my last post pinocchio would be gentle?

OWIRJALDJJRAAAAHAHAHHEJAJAJA *EATING SHEETMETAL*

yeah so anyway that 100% includes how he interacts with his lover

actually, pino would go out of his way to learn to become more gentle and empathetic for the person he developes feelings for (once he learns what empathy is ofc)

because he isn't very vocal, don't expect him to say "i love you" too often

i mean HE WILL!! but with the way his mind works, he'd rather just show you that he loves you through actions

one of the biggest things for p is quality time

i've seen some people on here have the reader read stories to pino and oh my gosh i absolutely love the idea

not only would he listen to you read stories to him, but he would also just be a great listener in general

whether you're telling him about your day or ranting about a pet peeve

he will always listen to you intently because well!!! he loves you and you could never annoy him

not that pino gets annoyed often... unless it's at gemini...

another thing i can see that pretty boy doing is kiss his partner periodically without warning

and he will do it EVERYWHERE

be prepared for surprise kisses

but pino isn't the type to be aggressive about it at all. it's more like... you'll be doing something mundane and p will just come up and kiss you softly on your head/hand/cheek/lips/ect

tbh this is giving me a oneshot idea

he also loves to cuddle, but was super hesitant to do it at first because he's so heavy that he's nervous you'll just feel uncomfortable:(

but over time i can def see him crawling into bed with you and snuggling after you gave him a talk about it

"pino you never make me uncomfortable when you cuddle with me!!! now get in bed!!!" and he just obeys and the topic never gets brought up again

also, i hope you're not freaked out by people staring at you

because tbh... pino would absolutely stare at you intently over everything you do

but the boy is just so enamored by you and your beauty HE JUST NEEDS TO LOOK AT YOU ALL THE TIME!!!!

im sorry he's kind of a weirdo </3

also? because he's learning what it means to be human what better way to do it than to just watch it happen in real time!! and from his favorite person at that!!!

another thing i can see p doing is giving you random things he finds while adventuring

sometimes they're really cool things like extra parts from a giant puppet he fought!!

other times... it would be trash

but nevertheless, you still accept it because it truly is the thought that counts

and if it's cool to him and brings him joy, it brings you joy too!!

overall this boy just adores you and and would give you the world if he could. you're just so delicate and precious to him💞

[thelastdiamondpiratealchemist]

Fluff headcanon.

P is actually very ticklish.

Like extremely ticklish.

His main weak spots are his neck, armpits, sides, stomach and upper hips.

If he’s tickled. He’ll laugh hysterically and try to curl into a ball.

During one of his repair sessions by Eungine, P is accidentally tickled by a sensation of a tool. Eungine found it cute, and takes the advantage to make her friend beg for mercy from skipping out on his monthly check ups.

[writingescapades]

Omg, you know that theory where part of acknowledging an existence is to give that existence a name? Well in LoP no one actually calls P anything. They refer to him by titles and roles but not an actual name. But the players immediately call him P or Pinocchio and differentiate P from Carlo. We immediately give P his humanity. And if we’re just looking at in game context, what if P named himself? Probably starting as a short form of puppet. But Something he found easier or or cool, either of which indicates his sense of identity?!?

[boonie9]

oh 🤔

Romeo by @dvinaamesca

[wildartsstuff]

Body headcanons for the twins~ ✨

Now P has a chest plate lol

Also, you might recognize this one. Is old but Wick kept his old scars pattern :3

[esteljune]

'Ingenuous, clueless and completely unfiltered' P headcanons [P x reader]

P would suddenly kiss a strand of your hair just to feel the scent and softness of it on his lips.

If you ever cried in front of him, he would collect your tears with his fingers and say something totally spontaneous like, "Are you crying... is it for me?"

As he gains humanity, your tears will have an increasingly profound impact on him, so much he would gently stroke your face welcoming them between his lips. You might hear him say softly, "Your tears... hurt."

When P is near you, he would want his heart to beat to have a tangible proof of his own emotion.

He would say something important like, "I'm in love with you," suddenly, sometimes even out of context, with a soft and subdued voice, just to let you know of this realization.

To your manifest emotion, he would respond with an innocent, "You're shaking. Did I say something wrong?"

If you ever showed sincere compassion and tenderness towards him, these feelings would make his mechanical heart race. Keep in mind that he will want to tell you immediately with embarrassing spontaneity, pressing your hand against his chest: "My heart is pounding. I think it's for you..."

Over time, he might hug you pressing you gently against his chest and whisper, "Listen... it's my heart beating for you."

At your first official meeting, he would introduce himself with a theatrical bow.

P is a great listener. He is interested in everything about you, especially your past, your emotions, and he loves it when you share them with him. He would stay for hours listening to you talk about your desires, your dreams, your pain. In the end, you would hear him murmur, "I feel... warmth."

As soon as he is able, P will smile every time he thinks of you or watches you do something, even the most mundane things. A kind and sweet smile that will melt your heart.

Sometimes you might catch him staring at you with the same vacant and distant look he had in the early stages of the game, but then he'll end up asking you: "What are you thinking?". It's not because he feels excluded from your world, but because he wants to absorb as much as he can about how your mind works.

Your touch relaxes him grandly so whenever you stroke his face or his hair he will end up muttering "Please more..." under his breath.

When you notice that his hair has turned grey, he will ask you with a frown, "Is it okay for you?" only because he is worried that this physical change will make you change your feelings towards him.

He is the boy who, if you were ever hurt, would watch over you all night long, making sure more than necessary that your heart is still beating.