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it's so hard to look at the lips you can't kiss 😔💔

ref is by DvinaaMesca

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shhhhhhhh, nobody should know🫣

ref is by DvinaaMesca

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Guys, there's something really funny I've been thinking about P.

His battle skills are from the mechanisms Geppetto installed in him or whatever that's not the point, he just woke up and knew how to slash puppets and carcasses and humans and... Listen, he knows how to deal with every kind of weapon, but does he know low blows exist? I mean, we fight monsters that almost eat him alive, but when it comes to fighting humans, imagine he's doing his fencing attacks and a stalker just pulls him by his hair, his clothes, poke his eyeballs, bite him and those unconventional things during a battle. I can imagine his reaction 😭 "what are they doing?". All human "bosses" are always so honorable along the game, and still I can see the little girl from the black rabbit brotherhood or the black cat doing this kind of thing.

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Silver

I want to draw so badly, but I can't do anything because of exams 😭

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This is what I wanted to do in the Carnival Garden🎠

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my boy knows he's wished as the last cookie in the jar

I absolutely adore the fact that everyone in Lies of P considers P attractive. "Handsome young man", "Handsome guest", "This one's kinda a looker" etc, etc.

Like, I wonder what he deducts from that. I wonder what his stupid little puppet brain thinks when everyone around him calls him a handsome little guy. I need to see him bashfully waving his hand and going "Stoooppp!" When someone compliments him like that.

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I love whatever genre of character this is.

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Practice makes perfect ⭐

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Sculpted Pinocchio!!!I made it after all ;)

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He's so sweet omg 😭 He probably tries to hide the spring's sounds to avoid scaring humans he talks to

Wait... Does he actually try to hide the sounds of his springs 🥺

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not me playing LoP again for the 4th time before going to the DLC and then being mad I'm getting spoilers >:( (I just saw a new interaction with Spring and I'm anxious to do it too

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Pinocchio × Puppet!Reader - Headcanons

- The first moment he met you, he'd try to fight.

- After noticing you're self-conscious and have free will just like him, he'd definitely give you a chance to prove you're not like the others.

- A lot of silence, a lot of talking, it's 50/50. You both would go out in missions and return without speaking a single word, but the moment he felt comfortable enough, he'd talk about everything, everything his dad doesn't talk to him, everything he notices around and has no one to share it with, but now, this person is you. This young puppet is also a very good listener, paying attention to every comment you'd bring up.

- Every kind of interaction he learned about humans, he would try to remake to you. Giving flowers? Yes. Doing small favors whenever? Yes. Complimenting you every time you wear something new? Yes. It makes him feel human more than anything.

- Pino wouldn't be overprotective on you in battles, he knows very well you're strong, skilled, and can take care of yourself by your own. He would disappear for a few minutes and come back with useful stuff he found on the streets. Since you're a puppet too, being seriously injured wouldn't scare him, after all, Eugenie, Venigni or Geppetto can fix you later.

- Your P organ. Everything said before is not considered here, it's all fine until you get damaged next to your heart. He'd be desperate and do anything he can to protect you while you're not in safety. Pino will protect your P organ like it is his own on. Gettingg your heart destroyed means getting his partner away from forever.

***NSFW***

- Haha, funny, you're both puppets, you just don't.

ty for reading <33

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I'm obsessed with Pino edits that he's wearing Bloodborne outfits, please, never stop

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Failure

A/N: As usual, I didn't like the way I ended this...

Despite your situation, you couldn’t help grinning at the sight before you. A puppet, with the power to destroy almost everything he came into contact with was sulking. Not just sulking, he paced the room, his feet clunking loudly. He knew you disliked the sound, which was why he put in the extra effort. Every so often his face would dart towards you, blue eyes piercing yours, as if he didn’t believe what he saw. He turned away as quickly as he looked, but the glare remained.

You knew what he wanted from you, but you didn’t feel like apologizing. You didn’t see the point. Looking back, you would do the same thing again, no matter how stupid the act was. The hotel had been raided. Everyone ran for shelter, but you ran towards the library. It needed to be protected from those who had nefarious intentions. The knowledge accumulated would be the seeds for further trouble down the road. So you ran and barricaded the door. It worked, until one of Simon’s beasts broke in. You would have been done for if P hadn’t run in after the monster and killed it. However, in the midst of battle, his back was towards a stalker, and they took their opportunity. Seeing what was about to happen, you ran and pushed the stalker. He faltered and in a desperate act, slashed at your arm. It was a distraction, but enough for P to get his baring and act. The stalker killed, P turned to you, anger brimming in his eyes.

In silence he dressed your wound, but you knew what question hovered in the air. Why did you step in? You could have died! He had a point. Even attacked from behind, P would have taken considerably less damage then if you were armed and ready. Everyone knew to hold out until P came. To let P take the brunt of the attacks. Yet still, you ran to protect him.

“I’m not going to apologize,” you said defiantly. “So, you can be as mad as you want”.

Your voice was strong, but you looked away as you spoke. Slowly, you stepped off of the makeshift bed and attempted to leave the room. You didn’t get far. P’s torso blocked you, and there was no way to push aside a being as heavy as him. So you looked at him and give a nervous smile.

P sighed. It surprised you. He never expressed exhaustion before. Did the fight really take a lot out of him? He should really go to Eugenie. You opened your mouth to tell him this when he placed his hands on your shoulders.

“I’m sorry?”.

The words were said clearly and slowly. You burst out laughing.

“You’re not sure?”

It was hilarious, watching P hesitate for once in his life. Always he knew what to do, even if he went in blindfolded into a fight. He never wavered, never reflected much. But now, you felt his hesitation in the arms that pressed down on your shoulders. You steeled yourself to embrace the weight. If you fell, P would never open up again.

“Failed”.

The voice was soft, barely heard. A tough word for a mechanical being to choke out. To fail meant to malfunction forever unless he was fixed. His failures did not carry human elasticity to change and grow. The events of the past few hours dawned on you, and you wondered when he began to feel this way.

He was looking down now, at his shoes. A schoolboy waiting for reprimand. For what? For saving us? The attack, the damage to the hotel, the injuries, his missing father, none of this was his fault. But it didn’t matter. We told him to be the hero.

You placed your hand over his and squeezed.

“You did not fail”.

P snapped his head up towards you. His face scrunched as he struggled to express his thoughts.

“You had to act,” he broke off, peering intensely at your face, desperately hoping you’d understand.

“You think you failed because I had to protect you?”

P nodded.

Oh we’re monsters.

“P, I would have acted whether it was you or someone else. It’s only natural to protect your allies, those you care about”.

You could see P processing your words.

“You, care about me?”

You gawked at him. Why is he focusing on that?

He pulled you in closer to him.

“Why?”

P’s curiosity was always intense. No number of answers could appease him.

“Because I like you”.

He pulled you in closer, making you centimeters apart. His head bent towards your ear.

“Why?”

This was getting off track.

“I’m beginning to wonder myself,” you muttered.

P couldn’t snicker yet, but his cheeky smile and the mischievous eyes relayed all. The tension eased and you found it easier to speak.

“I’m sorry for being reckless, but I can’t promise I won’t do it again”.

P leaned his forehead against yours, eyes piercing once again, but the anger was gone this time.

“No. Don’t like that”.

“Then you better keep yourself safe”.

P understood you meant your words in earnest, but it still struck a chord. A puppet was never told to keep themselves safe. Sophia and Geppetto always told him to be careful, but that didn’t stop them from sending P out on mission after mission.

“I--,” his voice stopped. He didn’t know how to respond. “I’m sorry”.

It was a default action buried too deep in his heart to fully understand. So he buried his head in your neck. He didn’t know what he was sorry for, but he didn’t know what else to say. But you seemed to understand as you gently stroked his head. He didn’t see the frown on your face as his words played around in your mind.

Until a few days ago, he didn’t even have life. There was no way he could make promises for the future. The only future humans seemed to want was a puppetless one. Would he even get to be a part of a puppetless world? He couldn’t promise you anything except the present. Which is why he got so upset. You moved in closed to give him a hug, and he all but leaned his weight onto you.

“I’m sorry P. I’ll take better care of myself. So please, keep striving to live”.

You felt him nod. He couldn’t promise you the future, but he could promise to put in every effort to survive and life to see another day. If only to spend it with you.

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