Various x Reader One Shots

Human! Vitaly X Reader

Human Vitaly (Madagascar 3) X Reader

Requested by @RmcTech

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A/n- guess who can play Isle of Flightless Birds by TØP on the ukulele...this girl!!!

You stepped through the grand doors of the arena. It had a roof design that made you look like your were actually in a circus tent, but it was a solid structure. Of course it needed to be with the amount of people came to see the show. They were famous in Europe, and you had been visiting from America. You hadn't heard of them in the United States, but when you got off the plane for your vacation, there was enough posters to give you the hint this was a place you wanted to come see. Set up on the floor was several attractions like cannon balls, tightropes, trapeze ropes. You had suddenly gained more interest.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" An announcer cried, "Boys and girls! The Best Circus in Europe!" Suddenly, fireworks shot up, and you being in one of the first rows, it scared the crap out of you. You laughed at the colorful sparks in the air, anxious to see the performance.

A man ran out, he was short and dark skinned with a mustache. As he waved, another man raced after him who had a dark completion along with olive birthmarks.

"Here we have Stefano and Marty, the human cannon shooters!"

Both men, pulling on a vest, climbed into the cannon, grinning. As soon as they shot up, the lights dimmed and a spotlight followed him into the air.
When he got to a certain height, the light stopped on a thin, tan woman. She had brown hair and a bright smile. As she climbed the ladder, a spot light turned on to reveal another person. A olive toned man with an afro grinned back at her with a smile. At the same time, they leaped from the stand and onto a trapeze rope. The whole audience was in awe at the entire show. From the two dancers who were on beat the entire time to the large, expressionless girl on the motorbike who made everyone uncomfortable. After a few minutes, the lights went off and you clapped. After looking around, noticing people weren't clapping, you put your hands down, embarrassed. The show had not ended. Several lights set on the now clear field, each circle standing out in the dark. Finally they revealed a buff looking man with dark hair, a toned, bare chest, and buff arms. He wore nothing but a blue garment that made every women swoon.

"Vitaly, the Man Who Fits Through Every Hole!" (A/n- dirty mind activated)

Everyone cheered as the lights showed a small ring, lighting up with a red flame. Your eyes widened as the man threw his arms into the air, demanding the audience to cheer. As he turned in circles to take in the fans, his eyes met with yours. Being in the first few rows, your face was illuminated with the spotlights, and he could see your face perfectly. A smirk fell across his handsome face. His gaze left yours as he took one step back before charging towards the ring. He did several flips and summersaults, swiftly jumping towards the burning ring. He gracefully leaped, sticking a hand out as he spun, like he was actually going to-

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The crowds roared.

The man already on the other side bowing, the ring wobbling behind him from the impact. He picked the ring up from the floor, blowing it out before tossing it behind him in victory.

What the hell?

The lights faded, and the arenas strong applaud grew thicker, proving that the end of the show had come. It sure had left you amazed. You stood, leaving quickly to get in front of the traffic who all mostly stayed behind for the bows, which you honestly didn't care for. You wounded a corner only to run into a toned chest. Said person wrapped a meaty arm around you to steady the both of you.

"Oh, sorry, my dear." A strong Russian accent sounded.

Wait. Toned chest. Meaty arms. Bare chest...bare?

The ring dude?

You jumped back like he was on fire, "Sorry-" You flushed, looking up at his face. His handsome-

"Why aren't you in the arena applauding for the magnificent show?" He smirked, and the charm was gone. You scowled.

"Why aren't you in the arena bowing at the magnificent show?" You growled, cheeks still red as you dusted off your shirt.

"Touché." He hummed, "I see no need to bow. They all already know who I am-"

"Self-centered much." You murmured, crossing your arms.

He chuckled. "Huh. No. They announced my name before my act."

You blushed once again, "Oh...right."

He smirked, "Follow me to my dressing room?"

You stepped back, "Creepy? Yes. I don't even know you. No way am I following you into there."

"You know of me," He pointed a finger at you, and you rolled your eyes, "Besides, you caught my eye in the crowd. You're intruding."

"Hm. Eyes are slimy. I'd never catch one."

It was your turn to laugh. He chuckled, but soon it turned into a full on roar.

"Ah, she jokes!"

You couldn't help but giggled, giving him a small bow, "She does."

He smirked, "Where are my proper manners," The man grabbed your hand, kissing it, "Vitaly, malady."

You hesitated, red creeping its way to your cheeks.

"Huh...um...(Y/n). (Y/n) (L/n)."

Vitaly hummed in response, "Well, (Y/n). It would be a shame if you were to go back to America without going on at least one date with me."

You stepped back, taking your hand from his. "How'd you-"

He pointed to your shirt, which was white with an American flag along with the year.

"Darling, I'm not blunt."

You blushed harder, "And you're from Russia, shall I say?"

"That I am. But with my years in the circus, I've picked up much Italian from Stefano."

You crossed your arms, ignoring his second statement, "One date. I go back to America in two weeks. It better be something worth remembering or I just might have to go on another one with you."

His 'cool-Russian' act dropped as a goofy, crooked grin was replaced onto his face.

"Ah, non ho potuto non hanno detto molto meglio di me, il mio amore."

You didn't know Italian well, but you had an idea what the last word meant, causing you the blush once again.

"Then I'll see you-"

"We'll see each other. May I see your phone." He quickly grabbed your device when you pulled it out, typing furiously before handing it back, "Please, give me a call soon." He grabbed your chin, kissing the corner of your lip. He started off, leaving you behind blushed and furious of how a random stranger you barley knew. "Addio, è stato un piacere incontrare voi, la mia bellezza," He smirked, giving you one last look before opening the door to his dressing room.

You opened your mouth, gaping, before regaining yourself, "I have no clue what you said, but I am not 'your beauty'!"

A/n-

Ah, non ho potuto non hanno detto molto meglio di me, il mio amore
Ah, I could not have said it much better than you, my love

Addio, è stato un piacere incontrare voi, la mia bellezza
Goodbye, was a pleasure to meet you, my beauty