#vinny santorini x reader

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🧨 Vinny Santorini (Atlantis) x (gn) reader🌹

(Marriage Edition!)

(Gifs not mine!)

(Request here! Feels nice writing for Vinny again, especially with such a cute request as this, @kinopio-reads thank you for requesting!!!)

- In a possible wedding scenario with Vinny the chance of it being a big affair to include both family and friends is very high unless you’re against it of course.

- Vinny is more than content with whatever you guys agree on if the product ends with you as a married couple.

- But if you’re into the idea of it being a big celebration I think his family, especially his mother, takes great delight in helping you guys plan and set it up.

- I mean, her eldest child is FINALLY marrying someone and that someone has a deep bond with her, how could she not help?

- Her and the family's decades of experience definitely help you guys with the stress of the wedding.

- A godsend all throughout these people are, and when the day finally arrives and everything goes according to plan.

- The decorations are exquisite and full of flowers signifying eternal love, companionship, and gratitude all thanks to the booming flower shop business Vinny was able to kickstart with the newly found riches he accumulated.

- Speaking of his riches, surprisingly he doesn’t skimp on any expense, I mean, he wants it to be a highly memorable event signifying your love and commitment to each other. And let’s be honest, he loves living the high life after being a jail rat.

- Has a ‘why not?’ Kind of mindset about it, but will dial it down if you feel uncomfortable with it. It’s your wedding as well and he wants it to be to your liking.

- In a nutshell, the whole event down to receptions is filled with heartfelt words from family and friends alike, people connecting and bonding happily over your union, with a certain Dr. Joshua Strongbear Sweet making Mole doesn’t itch his urge to cover himself with dirt or stuff his face with the wedding cake before you guys cut it.

- You know, normal wedding things.

- The married life afterward is much of the same with the exception of living together and dealing with each other's shit like any other married couple, the good and bad smushed in between.

- Domestic life with Vinny is odd, but fitting. A life as filled with risk, uncertainty, and adventure as his has given him enough thrills for him, with the idea of being there with you during the quiet moments in the early hours of the morning as you both hold hands and share a cup of coffee being enough for him.

- But that doesn’t exactly stifle his passion for his pyrotechnics and explosives, with the event of you cleaning his face free of soot after something he was tinkering on deciding to go haywire being too numerous to count.

- Life with him is cushy with just how ridiculously rich he suddenly got, gifts from him being more expensive than they used to be before but still having that effort he put in them.

- Reciprocation of his romantic gestures is met with a grin and a kiss on the forehead, murmuring compliments in Italian against your skin.

- He is absolutely whipped for you, always ready to talk things through with you because he can never be mad at you for too long.

- Much like most long standing relationships you both grow to love each other even more, with communication being something you both conquered long before tying the knot came into the equation as you visited him whenever he was behind bars for whatever antics he conjured up.

- He thinks of it as a kind of ride or die relationship, which can be both assuring and worrying but you know he means well as he lovingly pranks you once or twice.

- One thing you can never find yourself regretting is deciding to spend the rest of your days with him, and he has the same sentiments.

(I hope this didn’t disappoint guys, love you guys!!!)

[probablyspooky]

Tesoro Atlantis [Vinny x F!Reader]

You're a marine biologist, friend of Milo Thatch, who brings you along on the expedition to find Atlantis, allowing you a once in a lifetime opportunity to see the seabed for yourself, but you find more than that.

The day at the museum was going as it usually does, you were currently leading a small tour through the marine life fossil exhibit, going over many types of prehistoric crustaceans.

“The helicoprion, also known as the buzz saw shark, was a group of shark-like fish with a spiral jar-” you spoke to the large group of people trailing behind you, you trail off noticing your friend, Milo Thatch waving at you from the large archway of the exhibit.

Taking a moment while the group looks around without you, you walk over to him.

“What is it, Milo? I’m working right no-”

“[Y/N], you’re not gonna believe this, last night after work-”

“You mean after the board called you an idiot and you ran after their car-” “Yeah yeah-anyway, there was this woman-”

“A woman?”

“A pretty one, her name was Helga, she took me to this mansion, this man… Mr. Whitman”

“Milo you’re taking up my five minutes,” you hold his shoulder, preventing him from rambling some more.

“I’m going to find Atlantis!” he exclaims, his eyes full of wonder.

“Oh Milo! Thats-” “And you’re coming!”

Wait what?

Here you are, on the launch pad of the Ulysses submarine, taking it all in while you sling your duffle over your shoulder, the bustling sounds of men hauling carts onto the launch pad. You spot Milo speaking to a beautiful blonde woman, you assume that’s the Helga he was speaking of.

You chuckle, following him to the large elevator leading down to where the sub meets the water.

“Are you excited?” Milo asks you, wiping his glasses

“Well of course, who wouldn’t be excited to possibly find a lost underwater civilization?”, you say walking off the elevator with the large flow of men.

Milo and you take a moment to admire the large sub when Milo is run into from behind.

“Hey, junior. If you’re looking for the pony rides, they’re back there.” said this tall Italian man.

You squinted at him taking in his buzzed head with flat top hair, his black sweater, and for some reason he was wearing a chestplate loosely hung onto his body. He proceeds to push a cart full of explosives between Milo and you, glancing at you for a fraction of a second.

“Um, excuse me, excuse me. You dropped your dy-dy-dy” Milo stutters.

“Dynamite” you say, taking it from Milo, and holding it out towards the man.

He takes it squinting at the two of you, mostly you, and then taking an occasional glance at Milo.

“What else have you, uh…got in there?”

The man smirks.

“Oh, eh, gunpowder, nitroglycerin, notepads, fuses, wicks, glue, and…” he glances at you, “paperclips; big ones. You know, just uh, office supplies”

You cover your mouth to cover a chuckle, this makes the man smirk under his large mustache and he continues towards the ship.

“Milo!” a man calls out.

Milo tells you he will be back and to board without him, as he walks off to meet the commander. 

You board the sub, struggling to keep up with the flow of the large crew of strong men boarding at the same time as you. Finally reaching a common area, a little aways from the flow of busy traffic, you take a deep breath.

“I’m going into the deep sea,” you smile, turning to find the bunk room you were assigned to, swinging your duffel over your shoulder. The stupid bag tears, sending your journals and sketches of deep sea creatures all over the floor.

“Dammit…” you mutter, kneeling down and trying to gather as much as you can before people can step on it.

“Need some help, bambina?” a familiar voice says from ahead of you. 

A pair of boots steps up and kneels down, the man from before helps you gather your items and hands them to you.

“Oh thank you…mr…?” you squint at him, trying to pry his name out of him.

“Vincenzo Santorini, but you can call me Vinny okay?” he says, his face seemingly void of emotion.

He reaches over to your bag and looks at the tear.

“Cheap bag, eh?” he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a handful of large paper clips, using them to hold the torn fabric of the bag together.

“I thought you were joking about the paper clips…” “I never joke about something as important as the paperclips”

You chuckle, suddenly hearing Milo yelp, something about a bed.

“Oh that’s Milo,” you sigh, “Thank you Vinny” you smile at him, making your way to where Milo was yelling.

You come to the male bunk area and find Milo getting a thorough checkout from a giant man.

Vinny steps behind you.

“You good Milo?” you ask, tilting your head at the sight of it all, suddenly a dog? Capybara? Shuffles over to you.

You jump a bit startled, bumping back into Vinny.

“Mole, stop scaring her,” he says.

“I was jussst trying to find out her history.” the short man with goggles, Mole said.

Vinny rolls his eyes.

“Girl’s not like men Mole, they wash their hands”

Mole growls and scurries back to his bunk.

“Don’t mind Mole, loves dirt, I’ll show ya to ya bunk okay?” Vinny says, walking down the hall, “You comin?”

You look at Milo, seeing he’s okay, you follow Vinny.

Walking down the metal hallway the two of you are silent. Vinny leads you to a mostly empty bunk room.

“Here you go Bambina,” he says,”briefing in an hour, see ya there eh?”

You nod as Vinny leaves you, setting your bag down you lay yourself onto the firm mattress bunk. 

“An hour…”

You lean down to your bag, grabbing a pencil, trying your best from memory to sketch a certain italian.

On the bridge Milo is discussing the plans to reach Atlantis.

You lean against the firm railing watching Milo struggle to capture everyone's attention. You feel someone's eyes resting on you as you stand there, too nervous to meet their gaze you try hard to keep your focus on your friend.

“Heh, uh, how…how ‘bout some slides? The…first slide is a depiction of a creature,” he fumbles with the slides in his hands trying to slide them into the projector, “A creature so frightening that sailors were said to be driven mad by the mere sight of it.”

The slide he puts into the projector was not in fact the creature, but a slide of Milo and you at the beach.

“Hubba, hubba.” Packard chuckles.

Vinny snorts and then turns his gaze away.

“Milo!” you groan.

“Sorry!” he sputters, scrambles to grab the correct slide, “Anyway, this, uh…okay. This is an illustration of the Leviathan, the creature guarding the entrance to Atlantis.”

Vinny chuckles, leaning back onto the railing with his arms crossed.

“With something like that, I would have white wine, I think.”

You chuckle to yourself, earning a smirk from Vinny as the briefing continues.

Milo continues the briefing, referencing the Book of Job, the bible, where they would need to reach a tunnel that will curve to an air pocket to the entrance of Atlantis.

Mole grumbles, pulling on Helga’s shirt.

“You said there would be digging,”

“Go away, Mole,” she replies, giving him a shove

A helmsman calls the captain over to come look at something, the meeting is over so you saunter over to the window to take in the sights of the deep sea creatures.

Your eyes graze the lower sea beds, spotting giant isopods, fangtooths, even different colors of Abyssal jelly fishes. Smiling to yourself you lean closer to the window to see the ocean floor.

“Good view?” Vinny chimes in, standing next to you with his hands in his pockets.

“Oh!” you jump, a bit startled, “Y-yeah, it’s not everyday I get to see the ocean floor this close up.”

“You like this fish stuff eh?” he asks, crossing his arms over the railing and bending down to look out the window with you.

“Oh I love sea life,” you respond, “Ever since I was young I have had a deep passion for sea life.”

“Oh, I never really like fish, I mean it’s good with some wine and a nice sauce. But I don't really like swimming with them.”

“Ironically,” you smile leaning down, your hands on your cheeks, “I don’t know how to swim.”

Vinny laughs.

“No? You’re in the wrong spot then bambina,” he looks at you, “ Don’t worry I got you.”

You give him a warm smile, as he returns one to you.

Suddenly, the Ulysses jerks violently, almost sending you over the railing, Vinny steadies you with a hand  on your shoulder.

“The hell?” he mutters.

The intercom blares as Helga’s voice blares throughout the Ulysses.

“Load the torpedo bays! Subpod crews! Battle stations!”

Vinny frowns, his mustache furrows.

“I gotta go bambina, get somewhere safe.” Vinny says, running down the hall. 

A deckhand runs up to you, and grabs your wrist, leading you to the bridge as you were a special guest.

The Ulysses jerks again, this time the submarine turns to its side, sending you flying off the stairs, hitting the large bay window.

“Jiminy christmas! It’s a machine!” Milo shouts,

You peer up, holding your head, a gash on your forehead throbbing as crimson life drips down your chin, you look out the large window, peering into the giant red eye of the mechanical Leviathan as it strangles its grip tighter onto the submarine.

Rourke frowns, staring into the eye of the beast.

“Launch subpods!’ Rourke shouts.

You stare as torpedoes fire from small pods that seem to fly throughout the water.

“Vinny! Mole! Fire!” he commands.

The leviathan’s grip on the sub weakens as the torpedoes make contact with its metal shell.

“We’re free, all ahead full!” Rourke barks.

The sub tries to make an escape, full force skimming through the water as the small sub pods continue to try and hold the beast back.

Packard is on the phone, chatting to someone named Marge.

“Sir, engineering on 4,” she mutters, lighting a cigarette.

Rourke listens in on the comm.

“How much time do we have?....Alright. You heard the lady! Let’s move!” he shouts.

Milo comes over, helping you up, his eyes landing directly on the gash of your forehead.

“Move? Where? Move where?!” Milo asks, tugging you along.

Helga shouts down to the crew below her, “Packard, sound the alarm!”

“I don’t think he’s coming back-”

“Packard!” Helga yells.

“I have to call you back.-- No, no, I’ll call you”

The alarm blares as the crew ushers Milo and you towards the escape pods.

“All hands, abandon ship,” Packards voice says over the PA system.

Milo and you are shoved into tight seats as they seal the escape pods hull.

“Lieutenant, get us out of here!” Rourke shouts.

You watch, a little dizzy from the gash on your forehead still bleeding.

The Leviathan roars, strangling the Ulyssess again.

“Lieutenant!” Rourke shouts.

“I’m working on it!” Helga shouts, kicking the lever that seemed to not want to move. With a firm kick, it jolts forward, the hull of the door pops open and the escape pods drop into the water.

“Where to, Mr. Thatch?” Rourke barks.

“We’re looking for a big crevice of some kind.” Milo responds, reading through the journal.

Rourke scans the seabed, and points, “There up ahead!”

Helga grabs the mouthpiece to communicate with the other pods. “All craft, make your mark 20 degrees down angle! Steer clear of our evac pod, we got wounded, she’s staining carpet!”

You don’t remember much besides Milo yammering about some sort of grease trap.

You can see other pods struggling to keep up, some exploding underwater as some sort of blue beam fires into them, next thing you know the eva ship you’re in struggles against the tight space of the crevice.

The pod breaks the surface of the water and Helga opens the hatch.

Milo gets you to the stairs of the ruins.

“You okay?” he asks, taking a rag from his pocket to wipe on your forehead.

A gloved hand grabs Milo’s hand, stopping him from touching your gash.

“You got that from your pocket? A hanky? It’s dirty,” Vinny growls, going into his side pocket, pulling a small first aid kit from it, he produces some alcohol and begins to clean your gash.

“You okay bambina?” he asks a tinge of worry in his voice.

‘I’m fine…” you mumble.

Audrey and Sweet watch this all unfold.

“Neva’ thought I’d see Vinny bein’ so sweet on someone before,” Audrey says, crossing her arms.

“Guys are suckers for cute faces, it just took Vinny awhile to find one he likes,” Sweet chuckles.

The crew holds a memorial for those they had lost in the sea, nearly 200 men in the crew, what they had now were all that were left of the crew.

Rourke sighs, running a hand through what’s left of his hair.

“Okay, people, saddle up. Lieutenant. I want this convoy moving 5 minutes ago.”

Helga begins to bark orders and Vinny turns to you.

“Wanna ride with me?” he asks, pointing a thumb behind him.

You were about to respond when you heard Milo struggling to convince Rourke he can drive a truck, he can’t.

“As nice as that sounds…I’ve gotta help my friend out…” you say, pointing towards Milo, “Maybe next time?” “Okay tesoro…” he smiles, turning to his part of the convoy.

You feel the heat of her cheeks when he says that, and then it fades fast as you hear Milo stalling, and jerking the truck, unable to drive it. 

Mumbling to yourself you manage to catch up with the truck as it was barely moving. The convoy honks and men begin to shout at Milo for holding them up.

“Move over Milo,” you say, climbing into the truck and driving up the stairs, effectively getting the convoy moving again.

The entire trip trying to find this damn door is boring, Milo accidently nearly gets everyone killed reading his map wrong, leading the convoy to the den of a giant hostile bug. 

They take a small break, where they drink some water. 

You stand there drinking some water, as Milo does the same. Vinny comes between the two of you, smirking at you as he addresses Milo.

“You didn’t just drink that did you?!”

Milo nods.

“That’s not good! That’s nitroglycerin! Don’t move, eh, don’t breathe, don’t do anything. Except pray, maybe…” You watch as the Mole man sneaks behind Milo, jumping up with a loud “BOOM!”, causing Milo to scream.

Mole and Vinny laugh out loud, Vinny’s large hand resting on your back and you chuckle with him.

“That was mean…” you say.

“I can be meaner, it’s a tough spot, comedy is good in times like this eh?”

They set up a small camp to eat and refuel, Milo is off to the side, charting with his protractor, compass, and maps.

“Maybe I should go get him to eat something…” you say, going over to him.

“Hey Tesoro, let him do his thing, he can eat in the car, you drove a lot today, come sit, rest eh?” Vinny says patting the spot next to him.

Cookie…despite his name…is not a good cook.

After heading through cold caves, hot caves, climbing over rocks and other ancient ruins.

Milo smiles looking at a giant ancient pillar.

“Good night! Will you look at the size of them? It’s gotta be half a mile high. At least. It-it must have taken hundreds– No, pfft, thousands of years to carve this thing.”

You watch as Vinny places bundles of dynamite, and wires connecting them to  a single wire and then a detonator. Milo is too busy taking in the beauty of the pillar to notice. Vinny grabs the back of Milo’s collar, dragging him back to the detonator.

He holds the hand of the detonator, about to push it down but stops. He smirks, turning to you.

“Tesoro, c’mere,” he reaches a hand out to you, and you take his hand, he pulls you over and places your hands onto the lever.

“Quickly and firmly, just push it down fast.”

You push down, sending the spark to the dynamite, watching as the bottom of the pillar explodes, you look up at Vinny as he smiles at the explosion. The pillar groans as it;s weight causes it to fall over the chasm.

Milo frowns, looking at the piece of history that is now laying across the chasm.

“Hey, look, [y/n] and I made a bridge. It only took us like, what 10 seconds. 11 tops.”

You smile at Vinny and he returns it. Vinny walks back to his truck and is stopped by Sweet and Audrey.

“What?” he asks,

“You neva’ let anyone set off ya bombs, what’s up with you?” Audrey pries, leaning close to Vinny, trying to read his blank face.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” he responds, climbing into the truck.

“I know what we're talking about,” Sweet says, climbing into the truck, “I ain’t gonna say it out loud as it's your business, but do know, I know, and if you don’t tell them, I won’t tell them.”

“Yeah yeah…” Vinny frowns as Sweet continues to drive.

After crossing the makeshift bridge., the convoy approaches a blockade.

Rourke and Vinny stare up at the massive blockage.

“Looks like we have a little roadblock. Vinny, what do you think?” He asks Vinny.

Vinny looks into his bag and then up at the block.

“I could un-roadblock that if I had about 200 of these…Problem is I only got about…10. Plus, you know, 5 of my own. And a couple of cherry bombs…Road flare…” Vinny’s eyes glance behind him, looking at Milo and you.

“Hye, too bad we don’t have some nitroglycerin, eh, Milo?”

You cover your mouth to smother a giggle, hearing Mole laugh out loud. Milo frowns looking at you and Vinny.

Rourke frowns, stroking his chin and walking away.

“Mole, looks like we’re going to have to dig,” he states.

Vinny pulls you away as Mole starts the digger, it barely taps the door before it breaks down.

Audrey walks over to look at the issue.

Vinny is staring down at you, taking in your features as you watch Milo and Audrey talk mechanics.

“You feelin’ okay Tesoro?” he asks, pointing to the gash on your forehead.

“Oh, yeah I’m okay…” you respond looking at him, “what’s a tesoro?” 

He freezes, a small pink tint on his bony cheeks.

“It-it’s Italian…”

“Oh? What’s it mean?” you ask him, 

He stammers for a second before hearing the digger starting up, allowing him to avoid this situation entirely. 

They reach a large cave, and the convoy decides to make camp for the night. You look up at the glowing ceiling.

“Wow…” you exclaim.

“Why is it glowing?” Audrey asks, squinting to look up.

“Pah! It is a natural phosphorescence!” he says.

“That thing is going to keep me up all night, I know it.” Vinny frowns.

“That’s not the only thing,” Sweet says, brushing past the two of you.

The group begins to set up camp for the night. You help Milo set him up.

“Sorry for not telling you…” he says to you, ashamed.

“It’s fine, I brought a blanket, it’s only one night so it shouldn’t be too awful..” you respond.

Vinny looks over at the two of you.

“What’s the matter tesoro?” he asks, walking over.

“Oh, Milo forgot to mention when he was over at my apartment that I would need a tent, he told me to bring sleeping supplies but no tent.” you say plainly looking at an embarrassed Milo.

“W-well you see, I-I thought sleeping materials would…imply a t-tent you…W-wait…Did you call her tesoro?” Milo asks, pointing at Vinny.

Before Vinny can respond, Cookie rings the dinner bell.

“Come and get it!” He calls out.

Vinny gives you a look, beginning his walk to the campfire.

Before you could follow, Milo grabs your wrist.

“H-hey hold up,” Milo whispers to you, “What’s goin on, between you and Vinny?”

“Whaddya mean?” you ask, looking at him, and then back towards Vinny.

“Tesoro means sweetheart…”

You feel red rush to your cheeks, you put your hands together and take a deep breath.

“I’m sure he just means it in a friendly way…” you say.

“Y-yeah…”

You go and sit at the fire next to Milo as Cookie dishes out his meal for now.

“For the appetizer, caesar salad, escargot, and your oriental spring rolls.”

You grimace at the slop that was dropped on your plate.

“There you go, Milo, put some meat on them bones!”

“Thanks, Cookie. That looks…grieser than usual…”

“You like it? Well, have some more! You’re so skinny, if you turned sideways an’ stuck out your tongue, you’d look like a zipper!”

Sweet mentions how they’ve been hard on him, and they invite him to sit with them. Vinny comes over and leads you to sit next to him.

They have a good chat, Vinny stares with his normal blank expression, occasionally stealing glances of you trying to keep down Cookies grub.

Cookie comes over with his cement wagon of grub.

“Main course!”

Everyone politely declines, and when Cookie turns, everyone dumps their portions into the fire, effectively putting out the flame.

At the edge of camp, you roll out your blanket onto the rough ground.

Vinny comes over, and you can’t help but chuckle at the sight of his pale hairy legs sticking out of his ‘pjs.’

“You…gonna lay on the ground?” he asks, flicking the match in his mouth around.

“I don’t have much choice in the matter,” you reply, sitting on it and looking at him.

He grabs you from the back of your shirt, lifting you up and grabbing your blanket. Walking off with it.

“H-hey wait!” you follow at a quick pace.

He goes to his tent, placing a duffel in the center of his mat, tossing your blanket on one side, and then sitting on the other side.

“Sit.”

“I’m sat.”

The others talk about how they ended up this profession, How Milo’s grandpa fueled his passion for Atlantis, finding the arrowhead. How Audrey's dad wanted sons, but got two daughters instead.

Milo looks over at the two of you on Vinny’s mat.

Packard comes over and Milo smiles at her.

“Forget your jammies, Mrs.Packard?” he asks her, leaning into his palm.

“I sleep in the nude.”

Two sleep masks were tossed around, one to Milo and the other to you.

“You’ll want these,” Sweet says, “She sleepwalks.”

Vinny lays on his back, and you look down at him.

“Well, as far as me goes…I just like to blow things up.”

Sweet pulls his mask off his face and stares him in the eyes.

“Don’t start a relationship on lies. Tell the truth.”

Vinny’s eye darts between Sweet and you, he groans, and pulls the mask down.

“My family owned a flower shop. We would sell roses, carnations, baby’s breath, you name it. One day, I’m making about three dozen corsages for this prom…” he sighs, “You know, the one they put on the wrist. And everybody, they come. “Where is it?” “When is it?” “Does it match my dress?” It’s a nightmare. Anyway, I guess there was this leak next door of gas or what… Boom! No more Chinese laundry. Blew me right through the front window.” 

Vinny flips himself over and lights a match, holding it high, and staring intensely into the flame. “It was like a sign from God. I found myself in that boom…”

He glances at you for a second, meeting your eyes for a short bit.

Milo smiles, and then turns to the group again.

“What’s Mole’s story?”

Sweet puts his hand up.

“Trust me on this one, you don’t wanna know. Audrey, don’t tell him. You shouldn’t have told me, but you did, and now I’m tellin’ you, you don't wanna know.”

The light from the lantern goes out, and you lay down, curling under your blanket. 

You hear Vinny.

“You good Tesoro?” he whispers.

“Y-yeah…”

“Comfy?”

“Yeah, I’m okay.”

“Good…”

Drifting off the sleep, dreams of the ocean, flowing in the water, your breathing in the cool water, unable to drown. A hand reaches out and cups your cheek.

“Tesoro…Tesoro…Tesoro!”

You jolt awake to Vinny over you, the smell of smoke filling your lungs.

“We gotta move!” He says, helping you up and leading you to a truck with Sweet. The entire convoy proceeds to try and cross the bridge towards the entrance to Atlantis. The fireflies Milo had awakened lit the truck with gas ablaze, causing a massive explosion, the bridge collapsing, causing the heavy digger to struggle against its own weight.

The digger groans as it tries to fight against gravity to no avail. It slides back, pushing the rest of the convoy to slide and fall into the abyss. Vinny drapes himself over you as the trucks crash into one another, hitting rocks, and falling into pitch darkness.

You can’t see anything, but you can hear Vinny’s heartbeat as he covers you with his body, heavy breaths as he takes most hits from his side.

The crashing, the sounds of metal hitting the ground began to die down.

Rourke lights a match, looking around.

“All right, who���s not dead? Sound off.”

Everyone groans.

The voice of Cookie echoes over the groans.

“Danged lightnin’ bugs done bit me on my sit-upon. Somebody’s gonna have to suck out that poison…Now don’t everyone jump up at once”

“You okay Tesoro?” Vinny whispers to you, loosening his wrap on you.

“Y-yeah…are…are you okay?”

“Eh, could be better, could have wine.”

[cherrygummycandy]

Atlantic Amnesia

Atlantis: The Lost Empire crew x reader

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(AN: So, I was unsure how to adapt a way to make this fic work without interrupting the movie, but still having all the characters. What I have decided is that the crew has to stay quite a while in atlantis, in order to recuperate before taking the power source. This allows all the characters to stay in a canon-esk area and time frame. Please enjoy! It was a pain to try and organize.)

From the blackness, a small dot of light enters your field of view. You groan, but find it hard to move your body. You're aware of how heavy you feel, yet barely able to form any thoughts. You try and force your eyes open further, as the dot of light turns into a full scene. You're laid on your back, looking face up at what you think is some sort of cave. The ache in your muscles is overwhelming.

"Mierda, It's alive!" A female voice says, and you hear a set of footsteps approaching. Suddenly, a flash of light makes you wince, and groans once more at the sudden intrusion of blinding light into your eyes. The footsteps stop, and as your eyes refocus, a blonde woman and a dark skinned girl kneel over you. "Are they Atlantean?" The blonde woman asks. The girl furrows ehr brows and looks at her. "Do they look Atlantean to you? Tattoos and white hair and shit... No!" The girl exclaims. The blonde rolls her eyes and grimaces at the girl, before reaching for her holster. You gasp a little, despite the pain, when she pulls out a gun. The woman flips it around and pokes you with the butt of her weapon.

"O-ow... stop..." You whine. "Hey, they talk." The girl says. "And english, too." The woman reholsters her weapon. "Hey, you' got a name?" She asks. "Uh, Y/N. I think... I think my name is Y/N." The woman raises her eyebrows. "You think?" She asks, her voice heavy with skepticism. "I can't really remember anything." You say. While the woman seems to look you over and assess you, the girl places a hand on your shoulder, helping to lift you up a little. You whine, moving to cover your incredibly sore stomach. "They're pretty roughed up, Helga, We should get them back to la ciudad." The blonde woman, whose name you now know is Helga, nods reluctantly. "Fine, but you're helping them back to base. Rourke wants this area mapped out, and I'm not dragging some stranger 2 miles back through a cave when I have a job to do." She says. The girls scoffs, and as she walks away, mumbles "No harías eso de todos modos..." She readjusts her hold on you, so it's a little easier to lean your weight up against her. Her free arm grabs a lantern from beside where you were discovered, and the pair of you begin to walk out of the cave.

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"So, can I ask who you are, and who that was?" You ask, trying your best to hold your own as you lean against the young girl. "Audrey, Audrey Rocio Ramirez. That was my 'boss'." She uses heavy quotation marks at the mention of the woman. "Helga Katrina Sinclair, or something... I haven't really been paying attention." She shrugs. "What about chu'? Can't remember anything?" She asks. You shake your head. "Nothing at all? Jesús, no puedo imaginar eso." You tilt your head. "Where are you from?" "Bronx." She says, and when she realizes that doesn't help you. "Uh, New york. You?" She cringes the moment she says it. "Right, chu' can't remember, Lo siento." She apologizes. You only shrug it off. "Don't worry about it."

The two of you trudge along for a while longer. "Where are we heading?" You ask. "Back to Atlantis, or, our camp right outside of atlantis." She explains. "What's atlantis?" You ask. "It's a city, but uh, it's underwater..." You frown. "Underwater? Like, no oxegyn, underwater?" She asks. "Yeah, I mean..." She stops walking and motions just beyond the edge of the cave. You squint, and see what looks like the reflections of water against the walls of the cavern. "Technically, we're underwater right now." You gasp, as you see what looks like some sort of forcefield over the cave, leading to a glowing city far away. Outside of the forcefield lies a dark expanse of water, aquatic plants, and the occasional fish that swims by. "Oh my god..." you mutter, whipping back to face Audrey. "H-how is this possible?" You exclaim. She chuckles, and shrugs. "You're gonna wanna ask my friend Milo about that, chico. I'm a mechanic, not an, energy wizard or something." She jokes. "Don't get me wrong though, I'm gonna figure out how all this stuff works, believe me. I'm just wonderin' how you didn't drown before we got the forcefields up."

After what seems like half an hour of walking, you and Audrey cross over a particularly tall patch of coral, with Audrey kicking and cursing at the dry aquatic plants. Once through the patch, however, you emerge on the other side in front of a camp, and more importantly, the backdrop of atlantis. You gasp softly at the sight before you. Behind the small camp of green canvas tents and trucks, lies a vast expanse of towering buildings, illuminated with a soft blue light. The air around you seems to crackle with a mystical energy. Suddenly, the crackling feeling becomes stronger, forming into something of a burning in your head. You cry out in pain, collapsing to the ground, and gripping your head. "Woah, hey, what's wro-" Audrey's concerned voice fades out as the pain strengthens, before it fades to black.

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"Sweet, Milo!" Audrey calls out, shaking your unconscious form slightly. The first to hear her panicked exclamations is Milo Thatch, who was sat in his tent trying to decode some complicated atlantean runes. He stands up so quickly he almost drops his glasses, and tumbles out of his room towards the sound of Audrey's voice. "Audrey, w... what is it?" He pants, trying to catch his breath. "Me and Helga found someone out in the cavern, somethings wrong!" She tries to pick you up once more. "They aren't Atlantean..." He says, pushing his glasses further up his nose as he looks you over curiously. Audrey only grunts, heaving the top of your body up. "Duh, Milo! They're not Atlantean and they're ALSO UNCONCIOUS!" She yells, snapping him out of it. "Right, of course. Sorry." Milo grabs your legs and helps Audrey lift, though he's exerting way more effort to lift a lot less than her. "C'mon, we gotta get em' to Sweet." As her and Milo shuffle over to the medical tent, he asks "Do we know how they got down here?" Audrey shakes her head, blowing a curl out of her face so she can focus on where she's going. "Nah, they don't really remember anything. I'm not even sure how they got down here." Milo nods, clearly deep in thought. "Name?" He asks."Y/N. No last name, that they've mentioned." As the two back into the medical tent, they are greeted with the sight of Dr. Joshua Sweet, who is currently engaged in filling a syringe with some sort of odd liquid. "Yo doc' we gotta patient for chu'."

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You jolt up with a start, the familiar feeling of sore muscles hitting you again. You grunt and sit up weakly, putting a hand to your head. While it doesn't hurt as much, there is still a faint throbbing in your temples. You suddenly remember passing out, and look around quickly to figure out where you are. You appear to be in one of the tents you saw just before going unconscious. Various medical tools lay on a nearby table, prompting you to assume you're in some sort of doctors tent. "Hey, they're up!" Audrey pokes her head into the tent, and sees you sitting up. "How you' feeling? Chu' kinda passed out on me." Audrey plops down at the end of the medical cot, crossing her legs. "I'm better, I think. I don't really know what happened." You blink a few times, looking down sadly. "Well, just don't do it again, cause I ain't gonna carry chu'." She teases, lightly punching your shoulder. It hurts a little, but you smile in response.

"Audrey, stop punchin' my patients. We've been over this." A tall, broad man in a doctor's coat enters the ten, with a scrawny man following close behind. "I'm just glad to know I'm not the only person she punches." The scrawny man says, then flinches when she moves to hit him too. "Two for flinchin' Milo." She says, smirking as he makes an excuse to leave. She turns to you and nods in his direction. "I'll get him later." The tall man turns to you, a small pen-light in his hand. "Dr. Joshua Sweet, pleasure to meet you." He extends a free hand. "I'm Y/N. Thanks for treating me." You say. He nods. "It's what I do. Say, you were in pretty rough shape when Audrey and Milo brought you in." He glances at a clipboard on the table next to you. "Some pretty heavy bruising on the legs and arms, a bit of head trauma. Our mechanic here says you can't remember anything. That true?" You nod. "Hmm, open your eyes wide." He clicks on the pen light in his hand, shining it in your left, then right eye. "Hmm. Dilation of the pupils is normal, still might be a concussion. Feeling any nausea?" You shake your head. "How many fingers am I holding up?"

Dr. Sweet conducts a few more tests, and Audrey messes with a nearby loose screw to keep herself entertained. "Any known triggers?" He asks. "Well, when I saw the city... um..." You think for a moment. "Atlantis." Audrey cuts in. You nod, and continue. "When I saw Atlantis, it had all those, bright blue lights, y'know. The longer I looked at them, I felt something like, electricity. Like crackling. Then it burned, I couldn't hear, and I guess that's when I blacked out." You explain. Dr. Sweet rights a few notes down, before sighing. "I still think it's probably a concussion resulting from your injuries, but we may want to look into your light sensitivity issues." He turns to Audrey, who is currently attempting to juggle cotton balls. "Audrey, go get Thatch." He nods towards the exit of the tent. She huffs. "Can't chu' get him? I'm monitoring the patient." Sweet chuckles. "You can monitor the patient when you get a degree and stop messin' with my medical supplies. Go get Thatch." She hops up, mumbling "Conseguiré un título y te lo meteré por el culo." on her way out.

"Here, thirsty?" He hands you a glass of water. "Thanks, doctor." You take the glass and eagerly drink down the cold liquid. "Call me Sweet." He insists, putting his notes back down on his clipboard. "Doctor?" He looks up. "Am... am I gonna get my memories back?" He sighs, and shrugs. "I can't be 100% sure until we know what's wrong with you, but you're functioning well otherwise. I'm sure if we give it enough time, you'll start coming around." He assures you. You nod, feeling only a little comfort in his words. "The city was beautiful, though." You say, mind wandering back to the sight of the aquatic city. Sweet nods, taking a seat in a nearby chair. "Absolutely. Seen some weird things coming out of there though." He laughs. "Frankly, a patient with memory loss is kinda refreshing." He admits, prompting you to look up suddenly. "Refreshing? What patients have you dealt with lately?" You ask, a little nervous. "Well, patient confidentiality says I can't go into detail, but lets just say I've had to re-attach a lot of thumbs." He says. You grimace at the idea.

"STOP HITTING ME!" A male voice squeaks, as the scrawny man from earlier tumbles through the tent flap, narrowly avoiding Audrey's fists. Audrey laughs, hopping back on the cot next to you. "Milo, Y/N. Y/N, Milo." She says, motioning back and forth between the two of you. "Hello, it's nice to meet you." You greet. The man seems awkward, but excited to meet you. "Nice to meet you too. Do you have any memory of what happened? Or how you got here?" He asks. You shake your head, and Audrey pats your shoulder lightly. "C'mon Milo, they've been asked that like sixty times, they don't remember shit." She says. "Sweet, you needed something from me?" Milo asks. "Yes, our friend here has described a sensitivity to the blue light emitted from atlantis. I think it might be a problem stemming from their reaction to the crystals. Could you hand me your crystal?" He asks. Milo nods, and removes something from his neck. A small, glowing blue crystal on a leather strip is handed to Sweet, who turns to you. "Okay, let me know if this hurts, alright?" You sigh and nod. Sweet holds out the crystal, and you move to touch it. The moment your fingers brush the crystal, a blinding pain shoots through your arm and into your head. You pull away with a cry, and Sweet quickly pulls back the pendant.

"God... fuck." You groan, hands gripping your head. "Hey, it's okay, Chico." Audrey places a hand on your knee, a worried look on your face. Sweet looks at Milo with a serious expression. "Thatch, you got any idea what about these rocks is causing this?" He asks. Milo shakes his head. "I've never seen anything like this, then again I've not had a lot of experience with them. Maybe, maybe Kida would know something about it." Milo says. Sweet looks over at you, and asks if you need anything. You can't muster a response, but shake your head. He seems unsure about leaving you, but leaves to discuss the problem further with Milo. Audrey stays by your side, trying to lighten the mood. "Bueno, al menos sabemos qué es lo que te está rompiendo el cerebro." She jokes. "Audrey, you know I don't know what you're saying." You complain, prompting her to laugh. After a few minutes of recovery, Sweet returns. "Alright, I'm gonna recommend some bedrest, and some migraine medication. Try to avoid contact with those crystals, alright? We don't need you losing any more of that memory." He says. You nod. "C'mon, we should get you set up. Let's go talk to the commander." Audrey says, standing up and extending a hand to you. "Audrey, I don't think our friend here should be walking just yet-" "I'm fine, but thank you, Sweet." You insist, moving to follow Audrey. Audrey leaves the tent, and you turn to sweet one last time. "Thank you, really. I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't patched me up." You say, looking at him with earnest appreciation. He pauses for a moment, and coughs awkwardly as a light blush dusts his cheeks. "Of course... You, you better catch up with Audrey." He turns around quickly, and you wave goodbye as you leave and follow Audrey.

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Audrey heads to a nearby truck, where a tall man in military garb is leaning against the side of the car, smoking a cigar and observing the camp. "Commander! Got someone for you to meet!" Audrey yells, and the man turns to face her. "Ah, this must be our newcomer, Helga radioed ahead and told us you'd come across someone out there, Ramirez." Audrey nods. The man holds his cigar in one hand, and extends the other to you. "Commander Lyle Rourke, leader of this here expedition." He motions with his cigar to the people milling about the camp. "Y/N, um... not really much to explain. I can't remember anything." You sigh. "Yes, Helga mentioned that as well. A damn shame." He responds before a female voice interjects. "Seems convenient to me." Helga, who has apparently been on the other side of the truck the full time, seems suspcious. Rourke only chuckles, and pats the woman on the shoulder, prompting her to sneer and walk off. "You'll have to forgive my associate, she's a little rough around the edges. Damn good fighter, though." He says. "Ramirez, I assume you've brought Y/N over to sweet for a checkup?" She nods. "Yup, he's still working on what's wrong with em', though." Rourke nods. "Well, rest assured you can remain here with us, at least until you've got that memory back." You're taken aback at the offer, but nod gratefully. "Thank you, sir. You don't know how much I appreciate this." Rourke places a hand on your shoulder, holding on with a firm grip. You gulp a little at the man's intense gaze. "Were happy to have you, Y/N. I'm sure you'll make yourself a member of the team in no time." Audrey watches the scene before her with a slight grimace, arms crossed. Rourke's hand remains on your shoulder for a little longer than is normal, and he then pulls it off and returns to smoking.

"Ramirez, I trust you'll get our new friend set up?" Audrey nods, and practically drags you away from the man and towards the tents. "We don't have any extra tents, so you're gonna be sharing with me, entendido?" She asks. You nod, and jolt when you hear a yell come from a few tents over. "NO! YOU CAN'T, I NEED ZAT FOR MY COLLECTION!" A strange, goggled little man bounds past you, pawing at a much taller man with a mustache, holding a bag full of some sort of black substance. The taller man seems relatively unfazed, just looking down at the man throwing small, weak punches at his knees. "Hey, uh, Audrey? Can you do something about-" He looks down. "This?" Audrey groans, and dramatically slumps over as she reaches into her tent, coming back out with a white bar of soap. "Hey! Mole!" She yells, and the man stops his assault momentarily, adjusting his goggles to zoom in and see the girl. When he sees the bar of soap in her hand, he lets out a terrified screech, and scampers away like some sort of feral rodent. You can't help but feel uncomfortable.

"Woo, thanks." The taller man says, dusting off his pants and walking over to the two of you. "Why was Mole going after you? Did you blow up one of his 'samples' again?" Audrey asks, a hand on her hip as she gazes after the Mole man in amusement. "No, actually. I was recycling some gunpowder from a failed bomb, I guess it was swedish or something, and he wanted a sample of it. Couldn't handle it when I told him no, so, y'know." He shrugs. "Who's this?" He asks, when his eyes land on you. "This is Y/N. Me and Helga found them out on cavern patrol. We've been getting a checkup at Sweet's tent." She explains. "Oh, first time in the medical tent?" He asks. You nod. "Well, there'll be plenty more of those visits. Just last week, I had some old dynamite ignite, kinda thought it was cigar since it was late. Anyways, I had to get my thumb sewn back on." You remember Sweet mentioning something like that, and Audrey rolls her eyes as the man goes on. "I'm Vincenzo Santorini. Just, uh, call me Vinny." He says. You shake his hand, trying not to picture what his thumb must look like under that glove. "You work with explosives a lot?" You ask. Audrey scoffs. "Work' is kind of a stretch. I can't remember the last time one of your 'tests' went well, Vinny." She teases. "Whatever, I don't need accuracy. If they blow up, they blow up. They're bombs, that's like, what there supposed to do." He makes an explosive motion with his hands, before turning to a loud crash that rings out from somewhere nearby. "Huh, guess I should check on that." He turns to you. "See you around, and uh, watch your step." He picks up a firecracker, left right next to your foot on the ground. As he walks off, Audrey turns back to you.

"Alright, lets get chu' set up. Left side of the tent is mine."

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Atlantis: The Lost Empire

Vinny Santorini x Reader

there isn’t enough being written for him..so let me write some :)

hopefully it’s not too bad and sorry it’s not very long

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“My daughters dress was pink. The flowers I got did not go with her dress.” The lady states to a very tired looking Vinny. Y/N could tell he was getting annoyed with the woman even though he got the order wrong. It made her chuckle.

“I’m very sorry for the inconvenience. I can give you a big discount on your next order or issue you a full refund.” He says in his nonchalant voice as if it’s rehearsed. Y/N finishes displaying the flowers in the front window of the shop and makes her way over to the man.

“Refund?” She asks looking for some window markers in the drawers under the front counter. “It’s always the refund. I can’t keep doing this job. It’s driving me crazy.” He complains to his girlfriend.

Y/N knew where he was coming from. Flowers was never Vinny’s thing. His family owned the flower shop so he couldn’t really up and leave. “You need to find something that sparks your motivation. Maybe something that can get us out of your mothers house?” Y/N says shutting the drawer having no luck finding the markers.

Vinny leans back on the counter crossing his arms over his chest. “It would be nice not having to check and see if my mother’s home everytime we-” he was interrupted by Y/N hugging him suddenly. He hugs her back a bit puzzled by the sudden affection. “You looked tired so I’m giving you a recharge hug.” She answers before he even gets to question what she’s doing.

“Oh well thank you.” He replies resting his cheek on top of her head with a warm smile. The two stayed like this for as long as they could. Vinny and Y/N had been the only one’s running the shop for a while now. His parents were getting older and the shop had seen better days. They got back to doing what they needed to do by the end of the day, exchanging conversations here and there.

It was later in the day around closing time when Y/N was outside about to finish her design on the front window. She was hoping her art would attract some new customers into the shop. “All done..!” She shouts to Vinny who’s inside finishing up a big corsage order. She sees him stand on the other side of the window admiring her art. “I think it’s crooked..!” He shouts back. Y/N steps back to see if it really is crooked but when she does he’s already grinning revealing he was just joking.

“Ha ha very funny.” She sarcastically says. Neither of them expected what was to come next. Within a blink of an eye a big blast comes from the Chinese restaurant next door which continued into the flower shop. The back of Y/N’s head hits the road pavement after she’s flown back from the blast

A couple of moments later she jolts up remembering Vinny being inside. “Ouch..” She hisses and holds the back her head which is bleeding a bit. Y/N gets up as fast as she can only seeing how destroyed everything is when she’s fully standing. The window to the shop was completely gone and not to mention the whole chinese restaurant.

“Vinny!” She runs over to him once she sees him laying in front of the window now outside. Y/N couldn’t tell if she had died because this man was smiling from ear to ear. Getting on her knees she shakes his shoulders which snaps him out of it. He continues to have a smile as he states, “Honey..I found my spark.”

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NEW!!!!! Masterlist Nov. 2024

A/N: I'm not really sure if this counts as a return lol, but I've grown a lot as a person and I think my writing-style and interest are v different now,,, so here's a new and updated (I'm not 14 anymore and I don't really like the same things I did when I started) masterlist (:

Important info (read pls before requesting): Since I'm over 18 y/o (I just turned 20, yay) I no longer accept any requests for minor characters or aged up versions of minors or anything like that. I'd feel really uncomfortable writing for them now, compared to when I started this blog lol. I also don't write mlm smut, not bc I want to be mean or less inclusive or anything, but bc I'm literally a bisexual woman and I feel like it's not really my place to write that kind of stuff (bro idk how to, I also fear I wouldn't portray it well at all bc obviously I haven't been in any situations like that),,, tho that does not mean I won't write mlm sfw!!! I'd be more than happy to (:

When I write I can only really do so with my own experiences in mind, so my nsfw stuff will mainly be fem!POV or gn, bc that's what I'm comfortable with... tho with that said, feel free to msg me or ask a question in the 'requests' if any of this seems confusing or unclear!

REQUEST HERE! <3

Judd Birch (big mouth) - judd birch x gn!reader - reader’s first time w/ judd - judd birch relationshp hc’s - judd birch x alt! reader - the one where Judd gives dating advice - four (4) reason’s judd has ‘keep out’ signs on his door (mr. birch is a menace) - just judd things (headcannons pt.2) - judd smut drabble - a heart to heart about Jessi’s sister’s boyfriend - going to school with Judd - judd smut in Y/n’s car - high judd headcannons

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- vincenzo ‘vinny’ santorini (atlantis)

vinny relationship headcannons

... more coming soon!

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NEW ADDS! Spooky Diaz (on my block) a/n: I just finished watching it pls I'm so in love w Oscar.

(RE) Karl Heisenberg

Heisenberg x gn!reader hcs :D

Heisenberg x fem!reader, posted on ao3 but I need to edit a few things 'fore posting it here,,,

(RDR2, the gang, Flaco?) Flaco x pregnant!fem!reader... bc I'm down bad ): (coming soon, finished I just need to post it lol) Teaching reader poker x the guys: Arthur, John, Javier, Charles... (coming soon)

MORE COMING AT SOME POINT! But I have a looottt of requests to finish, I've been afk for like almost 3 years or something but I really appreciate the nice msgs I got (:

*here's a link to my ao3, since I've posted some les mis stuff and other things on there that I'm not sure you ppl on here would like... but lemme know if u want me to crosspost it on here <3 justanotherauthorig

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🧨 Vinny Santorini (Atlantis) x (gn) reader🌹

(Kid Edition!)

(Picture’s not mine!)

(Request here! Howdy hey!! Been a bit since I last did something for this man, real glad someone asked for him <3333)

- Alright so, when it comes to children he’s very hit or miss, like sometimes succeeding in keeping a child happy and safe with him—

- And the other times that kid is frighteningly close to an ignited fuse to a firework that makes Satan’s Baby look just like a baby.

- I don’t think it’d be much of a difference if said the child was his, though he’d definitely exercise caution.

- In general, I think he’s a great father, a father that knows how to lay the law but also has fun— Pranks the kid with harmless crap as soon as they are old enough to comprehend what a prank is.

- He adores his kid greatly and isn’t too lenient with them, knowing well that kids can and will take a mile of you give an inch far too often.

- A part of him still knows how to be a kid, to have that kind of joy in life that is palpable when he does something he loves wholeheartedly, and he hopes that his kids share that same energy, especially in his presence.

- I think he can be an enabler at times, like, there’s no doubt in my mind his kid would have that talent for demolition and the sorts.

- No one can tell me he wouldn’t somehow make a little version of himself and be elated by that fact.

- Regardless of gender, that kid is well loved and cared for, he doesn’t have it in him to not be as rough around the edges as he can be, he’s a genuinely good person who cares deeply for the people who have a part in his life.

- His child BECOMES his world when they’re born, he holds the memory of holding them for the first time close to his chest with an insane amount of love, as cheesy and cliche as that is.

- Much like any other parent he does get frustrated with his child’s antics, little kids do such stupid things and I think even before he has a kid he knows it all too well being the eldest child of his family.

- That and he too was a stupid kid back then… Even before the fireworks incident, I think he was a very impulsive kid who got into trouble after being cooped up in the family business.

- I think when the kids are still little he establishes himself as a good dad, though when that kid starts growing up it’s hard for him to grapple with because that’s their stage of discovering themselves and being less dependent on him.

- He has his imperfections when it comes to parenting— But who doesn’t?? He’s the type to learn and fix his mistakes after some stubbornness with a kind of courage that can let his kid rely on him as a father when they realize they are as mature as they let on.

- He’s tough on them when it is warranted, as chaotic as he may be, he’s become well acquainted with what is acceptable and what isn’t with trial and error, and not wanting that for his kid he promptly teaches them consistently till it sticks.

- Though I think he’d bail them out if they ever did get in trouble with the law when they’re still a kid, especially when he’s just so wealthy after the expedition… Though he of course makes them repay that bail money through hard work among other things…

- They’re probably on their own if they do it when they’re older. As much as he loves his kid, he ain’t about that if it’s coming from his fully grown child.

- Has his tough love moments, but it isn’t thinly veiled abuse or anything, thinks consistently smacking kids is pretty counterintuitive— Might give them a light smack upside the head when they do something progressively dumb as shit after he warns them over and over again about what they’re doing is wrong.

- Again he’s not about that but he does spoil his kid with fantastic foods, clothing, etc— He’s as present as can be as the owner thriving a string of flower shops maintained by various members of his family.

- Talking about his family, his family definitely depends on his kid, in general, that child is having a great childhood with many benefits.

(If you think this was hastily written at like 2am, you’d be very correct in that assumption— I just had to write for this guy after what feels like months of nothing @ayothepizzahere4)

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if it isn't too much trouble or rush, perhaps a request about the first kiss with vinny santorini?

💐💣Vinny (atlantis) x reader First Kiss Headcanons💥🌹

(Yeah so um… Sorry guys for making you wait for so long on something fresher— I’m just going through it when it comes to my writing, incredibly unconfident in my skills… But I saw how many of you guys liked ‘em. For that I am extremely thankful, I love being able to provide where not many people would get it. Anyways, sorry for the long rant, here it is 💖)

(Edit : all of my headcanons are gender nonspecific when it comes to the reader, and it usually will be if no one specified)

Alright, your first kiss with each other, this sign of love transpires shortly after he overcomes the whole frigid stage of your relationship at the very beginning.

When things started becoming more... Vulnerable and soft started making themselves known, you weren't the only one to notice, your comrades, your amigos did as well. (These are certain people you may or may not know- Who are very supportive of your relationship from the get-go. Wink wink, nudge nudge.)

Um, this expedition crew sees the more than platonic relationship between you two, and all of them have varying opinions on the matter.

For example, Audrey, being the teen she is thinks it's pandering but adorable, Mole? … Not so much.

That stinky little fuck thinks it's nasty, even though he's the one who bathes himself in dirt and grime.

ANYWAYS, going back to Audrey, as I mentioned in an earlier post, (this one right here) Audrey is impatient, and not into the slow-burn trope as she tries to… Quicken the process.

And as the story progresses… Somehow Audrey lassos KIDA of all people into these evil master plans.

These teen-concocted shenanigans are good-natured of course, but they come off as… Odd to say the very least. You see… A kid who is more into mechanics isn't exactly the doctor of love, and an 8,500-8,800-year-old Atlantean woman isn't either.

Their attempts may include the following (let's start up the clown music, shall we?):

- Trying to learn more about the relationship as much as they possibly can (Audrey TRIES to ask somewhat subtle… Kida straight-up demands to know 💀)

- Posing as one partner via love letters… With those letters being very terribly written ones.

- Well, they were kinda bound to be wonky if they were written by an Atlantean warrior woman as a teenager spectates intently… And let’s be honest they could've been believable with how romantically INEPT YOU BOTH ARE, but they didn't take the time to copy your guys’s writing style/handwriting (And Sweets is the one who usually snatches these letters before you guys read them to spare you both, say thank you to Doctor Joshua Strongbear Sweets 💖).

- Putting you guys into DANGEROUS SITUATIONS. This is mainly Kida’s idea, with her being frightfully confident about it due to it working with Milo and her… Thankfully Audrey had enough common sense to dismantle the idea.

After attempt after attempt fails, Audrey finally tries to get Sweets, a man she believes would have far more experience in this kind of thing… But the doctor tells her to NOT interfere, as painful as it is to look at you two being fucking romance failures.

With Milo backing it up of course… This effectively ruined the amusement (I can see Mole just giggling and snorting at all of this, this is COMEDY GOLD TO HIM) that Mole had as Kida and Audrey ran around like two headless chickens, all the while Vinny and you were for the most part unaware of.

But of course, the doctor knew that they all just had to be patient and let things move naturally between you two, a quality that Audrey and Kida were lacking in their plots.

This moment comes to fruition as you both get time alone and find a rather nice spot in Atlantis, which… May or may not have been suggested by Sweets to one of you.

After some heartfelt words and lingering touches, you both were able to share your first kiss, which as many might expect was both sweet and awkward, as God intended 💖☺️

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Okok how about Vinny (Atlantis) x Reader marriage headcanons? For example, how the wedding went, how’s it like to live with him (the domestic life), and all that stuff

Alrighty, I can do this, thanks for the request!

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~*~~Master list~~*~

Rules!

(Headcanons)

Overwatch I & II

Character list!

- Venture (Sloane Cameron)

Confession |GN|

Beginning Relationship (Pt. I) |GN|

Beginning Relationship (Pt. II) |GN|

Beginning Relationship (Pt. III) |GN|

Love Language (Pt. I) |GN|

Love Language (Pt. II) |GN|

First Kiss |GN|

Emotionally Stoic Reader |GN|

ALT/Goth Reader |GN|

Witch Reader |GN|

Gyaru Reader |FEM|

Gamer Reader |FEM|

Two different sides Reader |GN|

Dragon Reader |GN|

Eating Disorder Reader |GN|

DC Raven Reader |FEM|

Incapacitated Reader |GN|

Vogue Dance Reader |FEM|

2000s Fashion Reader |FEM|

Theater Geek Reader |GN|

Marine Biologist Reader |GN|

Conservation Ecologist Reader |GN|

- Junkrat (Jamison Fawkes)

Confession |GN|

Beginning Relationship (Pt. I) |GN|

FtM Reader |MALE|

Autistic Reader |GN|

DC Raven Reader |FEM|

Junkerqueen Fan Reader |GN|

- Sombra (Olivia Colomar)

Theater Geek Reader |GN|

- Zenyatta

Chronic Anxiety Reader |GN| & |PLATONIC|

- Lúcio (Lúcio Correia dos Santos)

ED Reader |FEM| (Feat. D.Va & Junkerqueen)

- D.Va (Hana Song)

ED Reader |FEM| (Feat. Lúcio & Junkerqueen)

- Junker Queen (Odessa “Dez” Stone)

ED Reader |FEM| (Feat. Lúcio & D.Va)

Atlantis: The Lost Empire

- Vinny Santorini

Confession

Beginning relationship

Beginning relationship pt 2: Love Language

First Kiss

Meeting his parents!

Wedding

Kid

(Shorts)

Overwatch I & II

- Venture (Sloane Cameron)

Domestic |GN|

Peak Miscommunication |GN|

(AI Chat Bots)

Atlantis: The Lost Empire

- Vinny Santorini

DC

- Music Meister

Adventure Time

- Finn The Human

Overwatch I & II

- Venture (Sloane Cameron)

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Hellooo hope I’m not bothering but do you still take requests for Vinny from Atlantis?

I do! It’s just you know, not a lot of people (like, at all) are asking for him unfortunately. That and I’ve been busy with different asks. Though after I’m done with one I’ve been working on I’d be down to writing something for him again. He’s what motivated me to write in the first place.

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Vinny with a kid maybe :3

Like a parent? Like Vinny with a kid with reader?

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Hi, I've seen your reply🙃 (I write with translator) Maybe you will accept my inquiry about Vinny from Atlantis. "Getting to know his parents "

All the best 😊

💥Vinny (atlantis) x reader relationship (Meeting/Getting to know his Parents Edition) headcanons🌹

(Now that I’m free from my school responsibilities for 2 uninterrupted weeks, I’m here to help you all back on the Vinny Lover Express everyone chop choo. Consider this as a kind of… early Christmas present to you all, hope you all enjoy this.)

(Edit : all of my headcanons are gender nonspecific when it comes to the reader, and it usually will be if no one specified)

Ok, to get one thing straight, to get to know Vinny’s parents and even with Vinny romantically (maybe even platonically) you have to at least get to know his big family, they’re simply a package deal.

Vinny was basically raised with the belief and principles of family values in mind, his family are extremely tight knit, much like a machine every piece (a family member) has a purpose and use, no one gets to sit back (except if they’re extremely old or something). They hold this belief close to them; with our darling Vinny being no exception to this.

With one of Vinny’s most cherished of family members being of course his mother, the lady who carries this family on her shoulders all by herself, a very kind, loud, and justly proud mother.

As many might expect, she’s weary of Vinny’s new partner (aka; you), she loves her son but she isn’t afraid to point out that he hasn’t necessarily had a partner in a while (or maybe at all). So in her mind, she understandably has her reservations.

Especially if you guys get together after Vinny obtains his wealth, she wants her son to have a partner who loves him for him, not his money. But she also knows that her son isn’t the kind of man to get with someone simply over lust or beauty, she taught him better than that.

Thus, she’ll try her best to accept you into the family, and also taking the time to learn everything and anything about you. But these attempts might come off as a kind of makeshift interrogation, a process that almost every romantic partner of her children had to go through, with you being the most recent victim.

During this process, you should be receptive to her attempts, take the initiative to impress her, much like Vinny, being truthful and open to her and the family is a good way of creating a bond between you and them (especially her).

Also eating her food and a lot of it, and expressing your love and gratitude for being fed is another way to get on her good side, cause besides making floral arrangements, her super secret food recipes are her pride and joy.

When she gets more used to and more comfortable with you, she’ll be more open to you, telling you about her opinions on certain topics, talk about the most recent gossip she picked up on from one of her customers. She’s also very apparent with her desire of wanting little grandchildren that she can spoil with food, sweets, and money, much to Vinny’s chagrin.

By making this kinship with Vinny’s mother, congratulations you are also able to create a kind of silent respect between you and Vinny’s father, who unlike his wife, is very quiet and stoic. But he’s incredibly perceptive, he knows his wife can be overbearing with her escapades on finding out on if you’re good or bad… So getting her to tolerate you is impressive, let alone getting her to treat you like apart of the family, he would give you a trophy if he could.

You might just make the other people who married into the family (especially the ladies) absolutely jealous of your bond with her, which in it of itself would probably give you and Vinny a confidence boost. He’d definitely boast about it to others.

(Ok, here we go guys, my very first request is finished! Yipeee!! 🎉✨🌸🌸 I hope you all enjoyed this!)

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🧨💥Vinny (atlantis) x reader relationship headcanons pt 2🌺✨

(Hi and hello my fellow Vinny Santorini simps! Are any of you absolutely STARVED?? Y’all want something to snuff out that hunger that can only be relieved by the delicate touch of Mr. Vinny Santorini?? WELL HERE I AM TO HELP, IT’S DINNER TIME!! LET’S BEGIN MY FELLOW GOBLINS)

(Edit : all of my headcanons are gender nonspecific when it comes to the reader, and it usually will be if no one specified)

His love language : Gift giving, Words of affirmation/affection, and Physical touch

His gifts can be two things; the totally normal and overly romantic option of bouquets specifically created with flowers that represent his love and affection for you and then there’s…

The literal bombs he gifts you during missions simply because he can. But he also does it because it gives him a chance to totally geek out about said explosive to you, he just loves talking about one of things that makes him to happy to a person that makes him happy 💖

That’s just the tip of the iceberg of what this man would do for you once he gets more comfortable with your relationship with him, I feel like he wouldn’t be afraid to express his love and devotion for you.

It isn’t a secret that Vinny is a proud man, a man who can and will openly boast about his skills and triumphs of being a mercenary, but most importantly he loves to boast about you.

Whether he be talking about your interests, skills, or even your personality- He has definitely talked his fellow mercenaries to DEATH when it comes to you and something you probably did that he found cute enough to share with them.

This is something they are NOT used to, he used to be less verbal and more nonchalant in his body language, now he’s gushing over how you found a dandelion and gifted it to him,,, you have the power to change a man apparently.

He’s just locked and loaded to just show you off at any moment of the day, to just absolutely dote on you, sometimes he over does it just to gross Audrey out man 💀

He also does it because there’s probably a big chance of you getting absolutely flustered from all the attention and affection he gives you (which HE literally did when the romantic relationship started between you two, a simple pat on the shoulder would leave him sputtering in both English and Italian😭).

Unless you voice a distaste for him bragging about you, or him smothering you with affection of course, he doesn’t want to make uncomfortable in any way. 💖🌸

Then there’s the physical aspects of your relationship, oh boy, even though it did take him some time to get used to being touched by you without absolutely freaking out (he still kinda does, just on the inside and it isn’t for long) but now that he is far more used to it- Omg it is GAME OVER.

Whenever he can, he’ll try to either be near you or hold onto you- the most common ways he touches you is hand holding, side hugging, but the one he likes doing the most is hugging you from behind and using your head as a headrest if you are doing work,, or when you guys are cuddling (he usually does this when you guys are alone, he doesn’t want to be teased by Mole.)

Whether you be short, tall, or about same height as him, he’s going to do this to you because he is an absolute MENACE when it comes to you my friend, never forget that.

(Ok- This was both a pain and an absolute joy to write, I think I’m starting to get used to writing these!! For now, enjoy this new addition to the very sparse pieces of literary fiction about Vinny Santorini 💖🧨💥)

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Probably my masterlist

Yautja Fics

Message Received (Predator x Fem!Reader Guardians of The Galaxy)

Traitor (2010 Berserker Predator x Fem!Reader)

Oneshot- Strength (Feral Predator x Fem!Reader)

Oneshot-Sweets (Predator x Reader)

One Of Us (Alien VS Predator Celtic x Fem!Reader)

Royalty (Predator x Fem!Reader)

The Boy

Shadows of Affection (Brahms Heelshire x F!Reader)

Requests

Bad Blood Catches You playing with Yourself

Yautja x Gymnast Reader

Saving Reader From a Bear (Yautja x Reader)

Breastmilk

To the stars

Ranking Of Kings

Arranged Marriage (King Desha x Fem! Reader)

Apex Legends

Season 17 (Revenant x Gen!Reader)

Untitled Revenant Project (Revenant X Fem!Reader)

The Old Ways

Vinny Santorini

Tesoro Atlantis [Vinny x F!Reader]

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Is it too late for me to write a fic od Marine Biologist reader x Demo man Vinny Santorini atlantis fic