#alaudi

The Mafia, of course, stops at nothing to chain and break them in all different sorts of ways, which Clouds deem a fate worse than death.

Because Clouds tend to be monsters and the Mafia is always in a hunger and lust for more power.

Thats why clouds often kill their teachers, benefactors, bosses, even parents and 'skies'.

They are treated as property of this or that Familie, as wild animals or mad elements that need to be kidnapped and 'trained' or put down if cannot be controlled.

(Most mafia children aren't treated much better, sky children were treated a trophies to be molded and isolated, and girls were so so worser)

The cloud children born in a Familie barely survive to adulthood, far too beautiful and willfull to accept begin caged 'for their safety' and never stop fighting to keep their loves ones and homes truly safe...

They tend to die free

Far too many dead children

2025 vs 2017

first gen member number 2!! Alaude is so pretty,,,, he’s so pretty,,, wiki said he’s more willing to spend time with Giotto and his Guardians, and is a little more tolerable around people, so :^) also I spell his name as Alaude, not Alaudi aha. thank you for the request anon!!

character/s: alaude, reader-insert (gender-neutral)

word count: 631

warnings: there shouldn’t be anything…?

prompt: alaude + nose (body bonanza)

The cold… was terrible. It was the absolute worst. No matter how hard you tried, you could never get used to it.

Alaude could see you shivering from the corner of his eye, arms pulled up and wrapped around your front. You both wore thick coats and scarves, but you still didn’t appear warm enough.

He’d have made fun of you, any other time. But it was you who, despite your known hatred for the cold, that offered to walk around town with him to make sure the people were doing well in the winter months.

‘If I’m cold, imagine how they must be?’ You cared for the people of Sicily a lot, and on more than one occasion had put your body, and life, on the line for them. So, he’d leave his snide remarks and jabs for other journeys out of the safe, warm estate.

After checking in on a few more people Giotto had each of you remember, from their name to their addresses and where they were most often, you both had wandered off to find something to warm up.

“You look almost pitiful, shaking like a little dog.”

Your gaze shot up from the warm drink in your gloved hands to stare at Alaude, taking a moment to register his words. He took a sip of his own drink as he waited, a brow raised.

“Ehh? That’s not very fair, Alaude!” You pointed at him, only able to because you’d chosen fingerless gloves this time. “Little dogs don’t shake because of the cold or out of fear!”

Was that… meant to defend yourself?

Alaude hummed thoughtfully before nodding once. “You’re very much like a little dog.”

You let you a small cry of indignation, shuffling around almost childishly. He watched, amused. You definitely acted like a little dog.

“You’re cold, too! How can I be the only one who is made fun of?”

“Pardon?”

“Your nose is red!”

It was quiet between the two of you for a moment, and you huffed and puffed about him picking on you while he tried to catch up.

Alaude brought a hand up, brushing a knuckle against his nose. It was cold, very cold. Was it red…? He pressed his tongue into his cheek, brows furrowing. How annoying.

“So is yours, you know. Probably far more red than mine.”

“You’re just trying to change the subject. You also look like a dog.” You used one hand to pull at your hair. “If we just gave you ears, you would definitely look like a dog. Your hair colour is so similar.”

His flat look caused you to fall into a fit of giggles. His shoulders were tense, but he forced them to slowly relax, watching you.

“At the very least, I would be a far bigger dog than you,” he chided. “I would not be one so small, or so pitiful in the cold.”

“That isn’t fair, Alaude!”

He flinched backwards because you’d reached out suddenly, poking his nose. The sensation of your cold fingertip on his skin almost burned.

“You aren’t even a winter dog!” You decided firmly, reaching up further to take his fringe in between your fingers. “Your hair is far too light to belong to a dog suited for the cold.”

“Then what dog would I be?”

He stared down at you, and he admired the way you skin flushed, matching your red nose.

“Um, ah-“

“Big dogs are made to look after the little ones,” he then murmured. He lifted his drink up in a mock cheer. “If it’s of any comfort.”

You jerked back, wrapping your hand back around your cup and bringing it up to your chest defensively.

“It’s not because I am not a little dog!”

Oh man this took forever, not just because of I had to sit down and do a think, but also because I ended up doing all 7 of them and thus had to draw all of them.

Hibari: I've just beaten up some thugs.

Skadi: Oh my god are you okay?

second req for the kind @mitsurikitty ♡

modern au, younger alaudi with longer hair

i started from making him edgy to making him a sort of eboy LOL anyway i hope you like it!!