Stargazing Whispers

Stargazing Whispers

That evening, when the world seemed too overwhelming, I found myself drawn to the rooftop terrace of Hotel Krat, seeking a haven from the turmoil within. The city's buzz was a muted whisper here, under the open sky where stars twinkled like distant lanterns.

As I stepped onto the terrace, my eyes landed on Pinocchio, his silhouette etched against the night sky. He stood there, lost in contemplation, a solitary figure under the vast stars. His presence soothed my restless spirit.

"Quite a view, isn't it?" I whispered, careful not to break the terrace's tranquil spell.

Pinocchio turned towards me, his deep blue eyes brightening with familiar warmth. "It is indeed. Would you like to join me?" he asked softly, his tone inviting and gentle, reflecting our shared connection.

Gratefully, I joined him, settling beside him under the star-filled sky. Pinocchio started weaving tales of constellations and myths, each more captivating than the last. His melodious voice eased my mind, drawing me further into the moment and his world.

Time seemed irrelevant as we talked about dreams and fears, our conversation a delicate tapestry of shared confidence and laughter. In revealing his journey towards understanding human emotions, Pinocchio opened a door to his soul, inviting me in.

"And what about your dreams?" he asked, turning towards me. There was a tenderness in his gaze, a genuine interest that coaxed my guarded dreams into the open. As I shared, the night air grew colder, and a shiver ran through me. Without a word, Pinocchio offered his coat, a gesture so simple yet so intimate.

I snuggled closer to him for warmth, our shoulders touching gently. The contact was electric, sending a wave of unspoken understanding between us. In that quiet, shared moment, something unsaid yet profound lingered.

Suddenly, a shooting star streaked across the sky, its fleeting brilliance capturing our attention. "Make a wish," Pinocchio said softly, his gaze fixed on the heavens.

I closed my eyes, whispering my wish to the stars. When I opened them, Pinocchio watched me, curiosity dancing in his eyes. "What did you wish for?" he asked with a gentle smile.

I laughed softly, the sound mingling with the night breeze. "If I tell you, it won't come true," I teased.

Just then, a gust of wind blew, causing hair strands to fall across my face. Before I could brush them away, Pinocchio reached out, his movements careful and deliberate. He gently tucked the hair behind my ear, his touch lingering. Our eyes locked, and the world around us stood still for a moment.

"I made a wish too," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "What if my wish involves you?"

His words hung in the air, charged with tender possibility. I felt a flutter in my heart at Pinocchio's words, the simplicity and honesty behind them stirring something deep within me.

I looked into his eyes, seeing gentle hope flickering in them. "Is that so?" I murmured, my voice laced with a soft smile. The moment felt suspended in time, our connection deepening with each passing second.

Slowly, I took his hand—the one that had just tenderly brushed the hair from my face—and brought it closer to me. My heart raced as I placed a gentle kiss on the back of his hand, a gesture of affection and acknowledgment of the bond that had been quietly growing between us. I could feel the warmth of his skin against my lips, a tangible reminder of the human emotions he was learning to embrace.

As I held his hand, I watched a subtle change wash over Pinocchio's features. There was a softness, a hint of vulnerability that I hadn't seen before. "Your wish," I said softly, "is beautiful. And I think… I share it."

Pinocchio's eyes held mine, and in them, I saw a reflection of my feelings—tentative yet brimming with possibility. I felt warmth spread through me as he leaned forward. His movement was gentle, almost cautious as if he was navigating through uncharted emotions. Then, I felt the soft press of his lips on my forehead, a tender kiss that sealed the unspoken words between us. It was a simple gesture, yet it held meaning and affection.

As he pulled back slightly, Pinocchio rested his forehead against mine. Our eyes met, and in that close, intimate proximity, I saw a glimmer of something new in his gaze—a mixture of appreciation, affection, and a hint of wonder. His eyes, so often searching and curious, now held softness, a reflection of the connection we shared.

We smiled softly at each other, our smiles conveying more than words ever could. In the quiet of the rooftop, with the blanket of stars above us and the gentle breeze around us, the moment felt like a delicate bubble of time, isolated from the rest of the world.

The city's distant lights flickered like distant fireflies, casting a subtle glow on our quaint sanctuary. The night air was cool, but the warmth between us was all-encompassing, filling the space with comforting, serene energy.

In the heart of the city, under the watchful eyes of the stars, Pinocchio and I discovered a shared wish, a mutual longing that transcended words—a silent promise of more to come.

Masterlist

Started: 06/12/2024 Last Updated: 10/09/2024 Total Work: 56

Blooming Panic

Nightowl

Blossoming Love (x OC)

Blushing with Love (x OC)

Painting Love on Nails (x OC)

Check Out My Completed Story, Blossoming Love (x OC)

NakedToaster

The First Dance (x OC)

Touch (x OC)

Flustered (x OC)

Heartfelt Connections (Headcanons)

Quest

Michelangelo (x OC)

Entwined Roses (x OC)

XYX

Ride to Love (x OC)

Golden Sunset (x OC)

Something's Wrong with Sunny Day Jack

Sunny Day Jack

My Heart's Sunshine (x OC)

Nick

Shot at Love Chapter 1 (x OC)

Shot at Love Chapter 2 (x OC)

Ian

Heartstrings (x OC)

Shaun

A Symphony of Healing : Part 1 (x OC)

A Symphony of Healing : Part 2 (x OC)

Lies of P

x Reader

Heart's Tender Whisper

Stargazing Whispers

Headcanons

Gentle Gears of Affection

Sweet Whispers

x OC (Elara)

Moonlit Whispers

Rhythms of the Heart

Embraced in the Shadows

First Encounters

Passionate Unfolding

Zenless Zone Zero

Wise

The Proxy is Crushing? (Headcanons)

A Thoughtful Heart (Headcanons)

Von Lycaon

Gentleman's Heart (Headcanons)

Moonlit Confessions (Headcanons + Short Story)

Bonds of Love (Headcanons)

Tender Vigil (Headcanons)

Gentle Guidance (Headcanons)

Waiting for You (Headcanons + Short Story)

Billy Kid

Starlight Flutters (Headcanons)

Rina

Graceful Flutters (Headcanons)

Nicole

Cunning Hearts (Headcanons)

Repurpose

Noel

Fallen Embrace Chapter 1 (x OC)

Fallen Embrace Chapter 2 (x OC)

The Luckiest One (x OC)

Eternally Forever (x OC)

Ramon

It's a Trap (x OC)

A Night to Remember (x OC)

Persona 5

Akira Kurusu

Cafe Connections (x OC)

Check Out the Completed Story (x OC)

Stardew Valley

Sebastian

Whispers in the Rain (x OC)

The Kid at the Back

Beneath the Surface ( x OC)

Original Characters ID From Beneath the Surface

Forbidden Love (Sol x Reader/You)

Destiny 2

Crow

A Moment of Peace (x OC)

Unbreakable Bonds (x OC)

Palia

Reth

Bonds of the Heart (x OC)

Jel

Moonlit Embrace (x OC)

When the Night Comes

Ezra

Lunar Festival with Ezra (x OC)

Kingdom Hearts

Pure Heart (x OC)

Man's got me going 👀

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Sweet Whispers : Pinocchio Headcanons :

Pinocchio's headcanons: more sweet stuff

1. Whispered Codes of Affection: Pinocchio and his beloved craft a secret language of love, woven from gentle touches and knowing glances. This silent dialogue becomes their sanctuary, a way to whisper "I love you" without a sound, whether they're separated by a room or amidst the whispers of the hotel.

2. Together in Learning, United in Laughter: In the quiet halls of Hotel Krat, they embark on a journey of mutual discovery. Whether it's the strum of a string or the stroke of a paintbrush, each new skill learned is a chapter in their story of love, filled with laughter at shared missteps and joy in every small victory.

3. Tales at Twilight: As dusk falls, they curl up together, the world outside fading away as they lose themselves in tales of adventure and magic, read aloud in hushed tones. This ritual of sharing stories becomes their escape, a way to travel far beyond Krat's confines, heart to heart.

4. Dreams of Tomorrow: Amidst the shadows of Krat, they dare to dream of a brighter future. Together, they envision a world of their own making, a place where their love can flourish in the sunlight, unchained by fear or despair. These dreams, sketched out in moments of quiet intimacy, become the blueprint of their hope.

5. A Dance of Minds: Pinocchio, with his keen mechanical insight and his partner, with a flair for strategy, finds delight in unraveling puzzles together. Each solved riddle is a celebration of their partnership, a testament to the strength found in their unity.

6. The Book of Us: In the heart of the hotel, they begin to compile a memory book. Its pages are filled with laughter, love, and the promise of tomorrow, capturing the essence of their days spent in the shelter of each other's company. This book grows into a treasure chest of their journey together, a beacon of light in the darkness that surrounds them.

Aaaah, my heart 🥺😭❤️ This is so good, and I can't wait to play his route 🌸

sometimes I wonder if Niko still thinks about the MC between the time he promised to come back (but didn't) and the time the demo takes place, which is years apart. I can feel the tears.

Would you ever forget the person who you considered a part of your own self throughout nearly all of your childhood? Actually, his billboard speaks to his feelings even all these years later since it contains three different references to MC and their former life together. Can you guess what they are?

But in answer to your question, yes. Niko thinks of you often, fondly, and with a great deal of regret

Whispers in the Rain

Sebastian rode through the streets on his motorcycle, cursing to himself. He had just gotten into a bad argument with Demetrius and needed to get away from home. The rain was coming down hard, the drops hitting him like little bullets on his skin, but he didn’t care. He just needed to escape.

He followed the familiar path leading him to the cliffs where he often found solace. The roar of the motorcycle was drowned out by the sound of the rain and the crashing waves below. When he reached the cliffs, he pulled off to the side and turned off his motorcycle, sighing as he took his helmet off.

As he looked towards the cliffs, he saw someone standing where he normally would. Through the rain, he squinted and realized it was Mariana. Her presence there puzzled him. What was she doing out here in the rain?

Mariana stood at the edge of the cliff, wearing a light blue raincoat that kept most of the rain at bay. Her umbrella lay on the ground beside her, open but unused. She closed her eyes, letting the rain kiss her gently as she took deep breaths, trying to calm the restlessness within her. The cold air seeped through her raincoat, but she didn’t mind; the chill was invigorating, matching the turmoil in her mind.

The rhythmic patter of rain was usually calming, but today it echoed the chaos inside her. She stared out at the turbulent sea, its relentless waves crashing against the rocks below. It mirrored how she felt—relentless, unyielding, yet beautiful in its own way.

Sebastian stood there, the rain hitting his face and hair, causing it to stick to his skin. He stared at Mariana, not expecting her to be in his spot. He felt a small pang in his chest but quickly pushed it away. His mood was already sour, his argument with Demetrius still fresh in his mind. But something about seeing her there made him feel a strange sense of comfort. He stayed silent for a few moments, the rain filling the air with its sound before he spoke.

"What are you doing out here?"

Mariana turned at the sound of his voice, her expression softening when she saw him. Her big, red curly hair with soft copper highlights, usually vibrant and bouncing with life, was now weighed down by the rain, framing her face in damp tendrils. Despite the wetness, there was a certain calmness in her sky-blue eyes, a contrast to the storm raging around them.

"Sebastian? I could ask you the same thing," she said, her voice gentle. "I come here to think sometimes, especially when I need to clear my head. But why are you out here in this weather?"

Sebastian's gaze softened a little as he looked at her, taking in the sight of Mariana drenched from the rain and still looking somewhat at peace. He slowly made his way over, standing next to her on the edge of the cliff, the rain beating down on them and soaking them further.

He let out a frustrated sigh, his hands clenching into fists as he spoke. "I needed to get away from home for a bit. Had a stupid argument with Demetrius... Needed some space to cool off, you know?"

Mariana nodded, understanding. "I get it. Sometimes you just need to escape for a while."

Sebastian's shoulders slumped slightly as he felt some of the tension ease. He sighed again, running a hand through his wet hair, causing it to stick to his face. "It's always the same thing with him, you know? Judging me, criticizing me for doing freelance programming work instead of getting a 'real job.' I can never do anything right in his eyes..."

Mariana reached out, placing a comforting hand on his arm. "It's hard when people don't see the value in what you love. But your work is important, Sebastian. It matters to you, and that's what counts."

Sebastian was slightly surprised by her touch, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he looked down at her hand resting on his arm, feeling the warmth of her palm through his wet clothes.

"I know... I just wish he could see that, you know? That it's not just something I'm doing to piss him off... It's what I love. And I'm damn good at it."

Mariana nodded, understanding the frustration in his voice. "It's hard when people don't understand your passions. But just because he doesn't see it, doesn't mean it's any less valid. You are amazing at what you do, Sebastian. Don't let anyone make you feel otherwise." She began caressing his arm gently, her touch soothing. "I see it. I see you, and I'm proud of you."

Sebastian felt a shiver run down his spine at her words and her touch, his heart giving a small pang in his chest. No one had ever said they were proud of him before, especially not for his programming job.

"Y-you're proud of me...?" he asked in an almost whisper, looking over at her, his usual sarcastic or snarky attitude replaced with vulnerability.

Mariana inched closer to him, her hand moving down from his arm to his hand, holding it gently as she reassured him. "Yes, Sebastian. I'm proud of you. I see how hard you work and how much passion you put into what you do. It matters, and it makes a difference."

Sebastian's heart was hammering in his chest, the simple act of holding hands feeling incredibly intimate. He swallowed, his mind swirling with emotions. He wasn't used to genuine affection or praise, always used to being criticized or looked down on. He slowly intertwined his fingers with hers, his gaze locked on hers as he spoke, his voice quieter than usual. "You... really mean that, don't you?"

Mariana nodded, her eyes filled with sincerity and warmth. "Of course I do, Sebastian. I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it. You are an incredible person, and what you do is important. I see your dedication and passion, and I admire it. I admire you."

Sebastian felt himself blushing slightly, the heat spreading through his cheeks and down his neck, thankfully somewhat hidden by the rain and the dim light. He looked down at their intertwined hands, his thumb gently brushing over her skin.

He wasn't used to such earnest compliments. He was used to sarcasm and criticism, not genuine care and admiration. It was an unfamiliar sensation, one that he both relished and was slightly afraid of. He swallowed, his voice barely audible over the sound of the rain. "No one's ever... said anything like that to me before."

Mariana smiled softly at him, her eyes filled with warmth. She reached up with her free hand, gently brushing his wet hair out of his face. The tender gesture made his heart flutter. "Well," she said, her voice as soft as the rain, "I'll just have to say it every day for you, then."

Sebastian's breath caught in his throat at her touch, his heart stuttering in his chest. He felt a sudden fluttering in his stomach, and he had the urge to look away to hide his flustered expression. But he couldn't. His gaze remained locked on hers.

He swallowed, feeling vulnerability and affection for her. He tried to remain sarcastic, but his voice came out softer, more serious than he had intended. "Every... day, huh? That's a lot of praise."

Mariana's hand, which had brushed away his hair, now rested on his cheek, caressing it softly. She smiled, her eyes filled with warmth and sincerity. "You deserve all the praise, Sebastian."

Sebastian let out a shaky exhale, his skin tingling under her touch, his heart racing in his chest. He leaned into her hand slightly, the gentle caress making him feel both comforted and strangely nervous. He swallowed, his gaze still locked with hers, his usual sarcastic demeanor melting away to reveal something more genuine. "And if I... don't believe you...?" he asked quietly, his voice slightly hoarse.

Mariana's smile remained warm and tender. She gently brushed her thumb across his cheek, her touch soft and reassuring. "Then I'll just have to keep telling you until you do," she said, her voice filled with determination and affection.

Sebastian's breath hitched at her reply, his heart skipping a beat. The combination of her touch, her determination, and the sincerity in her voice was overwhelming. It was a foreign feeling, to be cared for and seen for who he was and not what he was supposed to be. He chuckled softly, the sound tinged with vulnerability. His free hand moved to rest on top of hers, which was still on his cheek, covering it completely. He swallowed, the words he never thought he'd say slipping from his lips. "And what if... I didn't want you to stop?"

Mariana's smile softened even more, her eyes filling with warmth and affection. She gently squeezed his other hand while her thumb continued to caress his cheek. "Then I won't stop," she whispered. "I'll keep reminding you every day, for as long as you need."

Sebastian felt relief and anxiety wash over him. He had never been the focus of such unwavering care and affection before. It both scared and comforted him. He swallowed, trying to regain his composure. But his heart was betraying him, his skin still warm under her touch. He tried to speak, but his voice came out quieter than usual. "And what if I... need it forever?"

Mariana's smile grew even more tender, her eyes shining with love. She moved her other hand holding his hand to rest on his other cheek, cupping his face, her touch soft and reassuring. "Then I'll be here forever," she whispered. "I'm not going anywhere, Sebastian. I'll be by your side as long as you need me."

Sebastian's heart pounded in his chest, his breath catching in his throat as she held his face in her hands. He felt a wave of emotions wash over him—surprise, vulnerability, and a growing affection for her. He wasn't used to someone showing him such unwavering loyalty and affection. His hands moved to cover hers, his fingers gently curling around her wrists. He swallowed, his voice barely above a whisper. "You... promise?"

Mariana brought his face closer to hers, gently resting his forehead against hers. She closed her eyes, her voice soft and filled with warmth. "I promise." She nuzzled her nose against his, a tender gesture that sent a shiver down his spine.

Sebastian closed his eyes as well, his heart fluttering at her touch. The closeness between them felt intimate and unfamiliar, yet somehow... natural. He could feel her breath on his face, mixed with the coolness of the rain. He swallowed, his fingers twitching around her wrists as he tried to process the overwhelming emotions bubbling up inside him. He opened his eyes slightly, looking at her through half-lidded eyes, his voice still a whisper. "Forever is... a long time."

Mariana's smile widened, a tender light in her eyes as she held his gaze. "Forever with you isn't long enough," she countered softly, her words filled with sincerity and affection.

Sebastian's heart skipped a beat, a wave of emotions crashing over him at her words. He felt his walls crumbling, his usual guarded demeanor falling away, replaced by a vulnerability he was unaccustomed to. He swallowed, trying to find the words to express the maelstrom of feelings inside him. But instead, he just whispered the first thing that came to his mind. "That's cheesy."

Mariana laughed softly, the sound a soothing balm to his frayed nerves. She reached up and gently brushed a strand of wet hair away from his forehead, her eyes twinkling with affection. "Maybe it is," she replied, her voice a gentle tease, "but sometimes, a little cheese is good for the soul."

A small smile tugged at the corners of Sebastian's lips, despite his attempts to keep a straight face. Mariana's laugh and the light-heartedness in her voice made his heart flutter. He let out a half-hearted scoff, trying to regain some of his usual aloofness. "You're a sap," he muttered, although his tone lacked its usual sarcasm.

Mariana giggled softly, her eyes sparkling with affection. "Maybe I am," she said, her voice teasing but warm. "But you know you love it."

Sebastian rolled his eyes, although a slight flush crept up his cheeks at her words. He knew he didn't have a good retort to that. Because secretly, he did love it. He loved the way she knew how to break through his tough exterior and bring out his soft side. He let out a half-hearted sigh, his hands still holding onto her wrists. "Don't let it go to your head, okay?"

Mariana laughed softly, her eyes twinkling with mischief. She pulled back just enough to look at his face, her hands caressing his cheeks. "No promises," she teased, her touch gentle and reassuring. “But I’ll try to keep my sappiness in check."

Sebastian huffed out a half-hearted laugh, amused despite himself. He knew he was already losing this little battle. The way she could bring out his softer side with such ease was both endearing and infuriating. He tried, in vain, to feign indifference, but he couldn't help the tiny smile that tugged at the corner of his lips. "You're insufferable, you know that?"

"And you wouldn't have it any other way," she replied, her voice warm and loving.

Sebastian's heart gave a little flutter at her words. He knew it was true. Despite his gruff exterior and his tendency to keep people at a distance, he secretly relished the moments when she saw through his facade. The times when she knew exactly how to make him smile or blush. He grumbled, mock-annoyance, even as his smile widened slightly. "Shut up."

Mariana laughed, the sound bright and full of joy. Sebastian's hands moved from her wrists to gently hold her face, his thumbs brushing over her cheeks. As he held her face, he felt his heart thudding in his chest. Mariana's laughter was infectious, and her happiness radiated off her like a warm aura.

Her tan skin, a beautiful contrast to the rain, seemed to glow with warmth. He smiled, the expression soft and genuine, his thumbs gently caressing her cheeks. The rain continued to fall around them, but it didn't matter. At that moment, all he could focus on was her and the warmth he felt in her presence.

"Let me take you home," he said softly, his voice filled with tenderness.

Mariana looked at him fondly, her eyes glistening with emotion as she leaned into his touch. Her skin was soft under his fingers, and the proximity made his heart flutter. "Will you stay?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes searching his for reassurance.

Sebastian's heart skipped a beat at her question. The vulnerability in her gaze, combined with the trust she was placing in him, made him feel a rush of affection and protectiveness. He nodded, his smile widening, the corners of his eyes crinkling with genuine emotion. "Always," he replied, his voice steady and sincere.

Without another word, he leaned in, closing the distance between them, and gently pressed his lips to hers. The kiss was tender and full of promise, sealing his vow with the warmth of his affection. Mariana responded, her hands gently caressing his cheeks as she leaned into him, deepening the kiss. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in that moment of pure connection.

Their lips lingered together for a few seconds before slowly pulling apart, their foreheads resting against each other. The rain fell softly, a gentle backdrop to their shared intimacy. Sebastian's eyes remained closed for a moment, savoring the closeness. When he opened them, he saw the same depth of emotion reflected in Mariana's gaze. "Let's go home," he murmured, his voice filled with affection and certainty.

Mariana nodded, her smile radiant. "Yes, let's."