Vittorio Toscano - Tumblr Posts
i’ll make you okay (drive them away)
feat: vittorio toscano / gn!reader
summary: an unfortunate run-in with the knight leaves you injured and exhausted. vittorio patches you up.
content: swearing, descriptions of blood and injury, descriptions of violence, hurt/comfort, reader is implied to be a young adult. reader is a menace. title from “between the bars” by elliot smith.
notes: my first ever fic :) enjoy!
fuck fuck fuck. you’ve been running for a few good minutes now and you can still hear the loud, clanky sound of metal boots hitting the ground. the knight had gotten a good hit on you earlier, swinging his sword towards you and cutting into your side. you hold the leaking wound tighter, breathing hard and trying to focus on anything but the pain. you’ve done this many times before, but it never made the pain any less real.
running into more walls and windows, you pass a locker while out of the knight’s sight, grabbing the handle and slamming the door shut as hard as you could. you sprinted past the area, making a mental note to thank elodie later; she had taught you the trick some time after you were taken by the fog, claiming it worked most of the time.
looking over your shoulder as you continued to run, you hear the sound of a locker slamming shut followed by an annoyed humpf, signaling the killer had been fooled by the deception. it would’ve been funny if you weren’t in need of some serious medical attention. you tear your mind away from the killer and run into the nearest building; the small shack connected to the main building.
upon entering, you shuffle to a corner and sit, deciding to take a breather before searching for a med-kit or a fellow survivor to help you out. luckily, you didn’t have to worry about bleeding out just yet— the entity worked in strange ways, desperate to prolong your suffering.
three gens have popped in the time you’d ran the knight across the map. you’d only seen one other survivor during the time; ace flashed you a wide smile and a thumbs up as you ran past, before continuing to repair the machinery.
“are you alright?”
you knew that italian accent anywhere. you whipped your head to the left, seeing vittorio enter the building with a concerned look underneath his shaggy hair. he held a med-kit in one of his hands.
guess ace’s luck really does rub off.
“yes, my lord, i am fairing quite well at the moment.” you said with a snarky smile. you couldn’t resist poking fun at his previous lifestyle. when he first arrived at the survivor camp, you were quick to annoy him with an over-the-top accent and bad old english, much to his annoyance. he grew fond of it over time.
he walked towards you and sat down on his knees, opening the med-kit and pulling out various supplies. you took the time to soak in his appearance— shirtless, with glowing runes and murals etched across his skin. you never knew exactly how they did that. you had asked him, once, telling him that you also wanted “kick-ass glowing tattoos.” he insisted he didn't understand how either, and then had you explain what “kick-ass” meant. you took the opportunity to teach him modern lingo along with the help of other survivors.
he grabbed the end of your shirt and lifted, just enough to uncover the wound. his penetrating gaze lingered for a moment before he grabbed a gauze pad and applied pressure to the cut. you hissed, just audible enough for him to hear.
this wasn’t the first time he’d patched you up. you loved to take chase, having learned how to dodge hits and lose the killer from the best from the moment you arrived. it often led to you running into the man, who was already prepared to heal your wounds and fuss over you. you never minded.
“don’t worry, i’ve got you.”
you met his gaze for a moment, nodded, then looked away. despite the fact that he was older than you, you couldn’t deny that he was incredibly handsome. i mean, cmon. everyone knew it. you’d seen dwight’s face go red when vittorio shook his hand during their first meeting. hell, even nea looked taken aback. it was hard to not get flustered in the man’s presence.
of course, life in the realm really wasn’t suitable for romanticism's and flings. you tended to stray away from those things. but you couldn’t deny he was often on your mind, as much as you wanted to.
“what are you thinking so hard about?”
you lifted your gaze up to him once again. he was focused on finishing up applying pressure to your wound, getting ready to wrap the bandages around your middle to make sure the blood stays where it’s supposed to.
“nothing, your majesty.”
“i’ve already told you, i wasn’t a king—”
“yeah, yeah, blah, blah whatever. just hurry your old man hands up so we can get out of here.”
he huffed and shook his head.
“i’m hurrying, fastidio, i just have to—”
the sound of loud, metal footsteps approaching made him halt his efforts. he looked over in the sound’s direction, them quickly back to you.
you hurried to stand, vittorio wrapping your arm around his shoulder and placing his arm around you for support. you spoke in a hushed voice, not looking to attract the metal-clad killer.
“come on, let’s get up stairs.”
you shuffled to the main building and up the stairs together, him letting you put your weight on him as he made sure to not touch your wound. he was definitely strong, that much you could tell by just looking at him. the feeling of muscle beneath his uncovered flesh made you flush. you shook your head.
the generator there was already roaring with life, having been repaired earlier in the trail. you mentally thanked ace and the other survivor, whoever they may be; the sounds of the machinery would drown out any noises you or vittorio would make.
he helped you settle back down next to the wall, sitting down with you and reopening his med-kit.
“i’m almost done. just sit tight, i’ve got you.”
the deep rumble of his voice almost made you forget about the bleeding coming from your side. it was nice to know that even though the entity loved to wipe memories, it could never wipe the thoughts of a man who is old enough to be your father from your mind.
you guess age gaps didn’t exactly matter in a realm where you couldn’t permanently die.
right— you almost forgot you were in the middle of a trial. god, he made it hard to focus. you’re running for your life one moment and the next thing you know, you’re swooning over a man who’s most likely more concerned about the bleeding wound on your side.
a generator popping in the distance made you jump. you were so lost in your thoughts that you didn’t notice he had finished wrapping you up. he sat back and met your gaze.
“there. does it still hurt? i’ve been letting rebecca teach me.”
it...surprisingly didn’t. not nearly as much as it did before, at least.
“i feel splendid. thank you, my lord.”
he rolled his eyes as you stood to give him a dramatic bow.
“it’s good to know that you can still find ways to laugh at me while you’re nearly bleeding to death.”
you smiled, and his pretend frown turned upwards. he tore his gaze away from you.
“come on. let’s go find this last gen.”
“right after you, vito.”
you exited the broken down building together, the murky sky coming into view. making sure the knight was no where in sight, you headed to the flashing lights in the distance overhead. ace flashed his signature cocky grin as you two approached, having already begun fixing the machine.
“hey, you two. kate is distracting the knight. was wondering where you guys were...you weren’t getting freaky in there, were you?”
he grins as he asks, but his tone sounds as if he is genuinely wondering. you crouch beside the generator, getting to work and opening your mouth for a snarky response, when vittorio interrupts.
“jealous it was us and not you and jane?”
“listen, man. have you seen her? she’s gorgeous, and has a killer bo—”
“okay, dude. i’d rather not hear about who you want to fuck, thank you.” you huffed, twisting gears and connecting wires. ace lets out a laugh.
“who knew you had a thing for older guys, huh?”
you sigh. two can play this game, and you were nothing if not a master at getting on people’s nerves.
“oh hey, that reminds me of this one time i was walking outside of camp, and saw you and someone who looked suspiciously like dwight fucki—”
you’re cut off by the sound of kate’s scream, the generator popping to life seconds after. ace stands.
“well, i’ll go grab a gate and you two grab her. sound good?”
you stand and pat vittorio’s back.
“yeah. me and grand-pappy got this.”
he gets to his feet and shakes his head. you’re distracted by just how tall he is for a moment.
damn. maybe you’d take a hit on purpose, just to let him patch you up again.
Slashers/Dbd requests from Insta!
DADDY?! SORRY DADDY I MEAN DADDY SORRY DADDY DADDY? SORRY DADDY DADDY I'M SORRY DAD-
Even more DBD ponies. Vittorio is one of the only Alicorns who isn't faux. Also, Hag is supposdd to be a zebra but I forgot her stripes. So then I just made her into a tree. She remindes me Zacora. <3
They stole Maurice...
They stole Maurice...
Finally, my dream comes true. Slade Wilson finally in DBD.
new dbd chapter! vittorio and knight.
