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WillfulAbyss
WillfulAbyss
@willfulabyss.bsky.social
3 months ago
Excerpt: Giovanni laughs a little, but it’s just like it always is in the village square; there’s no real emotion behind it. He just thinks he should do it because that’s what everyone else does—pure imitation. A parrot could do the same. “Sorry,” he says again. It’s that emptiness that Tan Youyou can’t wrap his head around. Giovanni has a lot going for him—his looks; his skill as a stylist; his pleasant, if false, demeanor. But he doesn’t seem to care for any of it.

Excerpt: Giovanni laughs a little, but it’s just like it always is in the village square; there’s no real emotion behind it. He just thinks he should do it because that’s what everyone else does—pure imitation. A parrot could do the same. “Sorry,” he says again. It’s that emptiness that Tan Youyou can’t wrap his head around. Giovanni has a lot going for him—his looks; his skill as a stylist; his pleasant, if false, demeanor. But he doesn’t seem to care for any of it.

I wrote a shippy POV outsider fic of my silly rarepair (🕊️🦨) for @nikkifanzine.bsky.social! 💕

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Fandom: #InfinityNikki
Title: Impalpable
Rating: T
Tags: #TanYouyou #GiovanniCicchetto #GriffithCicchetto

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There’s something off about the newcomer…

#fanfic

archiveofourown.org/works/76683746

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WillfulAbyss
WillfulAbyss
@willfulabyss.bsky.social
3 months ago
Excerpt: Tan Youyou straightens and presses another kiss to Giovanni’s lips, this one short and chaste. Giovanni is beautiful, so of course he thrills at the sensation of their bodies coming together even if the pleasure is only one-sided. Giovanni does try, though. When they come apart, he touches Tan Youyou’s cheek with one hand before stroking his hair from his eyes. It’s something. “Good job.” Tan Youyou butts his forehead up against Giovanni’s chest, taking in the faint floral scent of him. But that’s not the only thing. This close, he can sense Giovanni’s Whimancy coursing through him like a surging tide, a rain-swollen river. Giovanni is a powerful stylist—almost too powerful to be believed. There’s something uncanny about it.

Excerpt: Tan Youyou straightens and presses another kiss to Giovanni’s lips, this one short and chaste. Giovanni is beautiful, so of course he thrills at the sensation of their bodies coming together even if the pleasure is only one-sided. Giovanni does try, though. When they come apart, he touches Tan Youyou’s cheek with one hand before stroking his hair from his eyes. It’s something. “Good job.” Tan Youyou butts his forehead up against Giovanni’s chest, taking in the faint floral scent of him. But that’s not the only thing. This close, he can sense Giovanni’s Whimancy coursing through him like a surging tide, a rain-swollen river. Giovanni is a powerful stylist—almost too powerful to be believed. There’s something uncanny about it.

Preview of my piece for @nikkifanzine.bsky.social, releasing for free on December 28th! 💝

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Tan Youyou suspects the intimacy-averse Giovanni knows more about Stoneville than the alleged newcomer lets on…

#InfinityNikki #TanYouyou #GiovanniCicchetto #GriffithCicchetto

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WillfulAbyss
WillfulAbyss
@willfulabyss.bsky.social
1 year ago
Excerpt from “Deeply Engraved”: When the ink dries, he turns the sketch over. The thoughts in his head are staccato, nothing but troublesome and disembodied noise. He writes them one by one to drag them out—“hate,” “fear,” “pain,” “death,” “torture,” “captive,” “revenge.” He pauses over this last word. Something winding and barbed and grotesque like the Dark’s writhing thorns hooks his heart, binding his bones and poisoning his blood. He’s thought about it a lot over the last fifteen years. There is no justice. No gods remain to punish the wicked. There is only the yawning void of nothingness, the siren’s call of utter destruction. That’s it. He circles the word—once, twice, three times. Revenge. Revenge. Revenge.

Excerpt from “Deeply Engraved”: When the ink dries, he turns the sketch over. The thoughts in his head are staccato, nothing but troublesome and disembodied noise. He writes them one by one to drag them out—“hate,” “fear,” “pain,” “death,” “torture,” “captive,” “revenge.” He pauses over this last word. Something winding and barbed and grotesque like the Dark’s writhing thorns hooks his heart, binding his bones and poisoning his blood. He’s thought about it a lot over the last fifteen years. There is no justice. No gods remain to punish the wicked. There is only the yawning void of nothingness, the siren’s call of utter destruction. That’s it. He circles the word—once, twice, three times. Revenge. Revenge. Revenge.

New whumpable boy just dropped, and I’m obsessed. 🖤

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Fandom: #InfinityNikki
Title: Deeply Engraved
Rating: T
Tags: #GriffithCicchetto #Giovanni #Avicinda

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Nobody bothered to lock the door behind them when they came for the body…

#fanfic

archiveofourown.org/works/63542518

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