#propesci

[dicentsalve]

I wanted to post stuff with TiziSqualo, but I like these memes too much 🙏🙏🙏

[pojkinsluv]

It might just kill him

[oddverse]

just couldnt resist

[mitsuidaisuki]

Currently I'm working on some more sticker designs other than the RisoPro stickers I had made. Though, I'm not sure yet if I'm going to have these printed but we'll see

[monkiinart]

love drawing them funny

[greato-days69]

Silly JoJo ship names

Melone x Ghiaccio [MeloGhia]:

Frozen fruit

Baby Album

Prosciutto x Risotto [ProRis]:

Death Metal

Caesar x Joseph [CaeJo]:

Clacker Bubbles

Pesci x Prosciutto [ProPesci]:

Land and Sea

Grateful Beach

Formaggio x Prosciutto [ForPro]:

Charcuterie board

Dead Feet

[Reply with additional ships if you want]

[hushabye10101lunacy]

I really do like the idea of pesci gaining confidence in himself and his ability over time and able to click with each member of the group better than before. And prosciutto...proscuitto should be proud that he's not the meek boy he found long along that follows him close to the point of stepping on the back of his heels, the same boy who would rather look at the ground Can now look at him in the eye and can tell him what he wants or what's the best course of action. Prosciutto should be proud and he is much much so.

But he's also afraid.

Because as much as proscuitto would rather die in a stand battle then admit it, pesci is a crutch to him. Pesci gives him something he never had since he was a child and that is love, assurance, and attention. He may act annoyed, but he loves the way pesci looks up to him, and rely on him. Pesci before never questions him, always going along with what he says thinking that proecuitto knows best.

But it's not like that anymore. Pesci now questions his actions and authority, hell he'll go as far as to fucking challenge him instead of keeping quiet. He'll look up at proscuitto with steely eyes and mouth in a grimace, calling HIM out on HE did wrong....not to mention if he wanted to get physically, pesci will fight back....

So now he has a pesci that's more assertive and can hold his own...and selfishly he hates it.

[skrabnuti]

halloween propesci sketch🙌 i know i'm late sorry

[ravenzeppeli]

Two Sides of The Same Coin |Yandere Pesci x Yandere Prosciutto Fluff|

Warning: strong language, yandere relationship (consensual), light threats. MA.

Commission for @johnnybwanny

Prosciutto's POV

An annoyed sigh escaped Prosciuttos' lips as he stared at his watch, it being two hours past Pesci's usual curfew. It was frustrating having to sit and wait up for him each night, despite Prosciutto demanding that he get his ass home on time each night. All night, he's been up waiting for him to get back home to their apartment without even so much as a phone call! What was he thinking, staying out so late without letting him know?

With a steady tap of his fingers on the armrest of his leather recliner, he pursed his lips, the expense leather chair faced directly in front of the door. Eagerly, angrily, he watched the door, his tapping increasing as the second ticked by. For fucks sake, how many times must he explain the rules to this stubborn man? He was tired and wanted to go to bed, with Pesci tucked into bed right next to him. Was that too much to fucking ask for after a stressful day?

Without Pesci in bed next to him, he had trouble sleeping. That was why Pesci trailed him everywhere, obeying Prosciuttos every command and being their when he was ready to fall asleep next to him at night. He assumed that he had his boyfriend trained well, but this was the seventh time he's been late this month!

Finally, the front door slowly creeped open, Pesci's large form appearing in the door. Immediately, his face went red as his eyes locked on an awaiting Prosciutto, whos chair was positioned comfortably right in front of the door, only being a few inches away so that he would have enough room to step in and close the door.

"Prosciutto!" Pesci exclaimed, quickly stepping in the front door. As he closed and locked the door, he turned his back to him, his entire body stiff. "I'm sorry I'm late again! I got caught up with Melone again."

A scoff escaped his lips as Prosciutto stood up, getting right in Pesci's face as he spun around. "I told you to be home two fucking hours ago! Dinner is freezing, ruined because of you!" Why would he waste his time eating without him, when he expected Pesci to do everything with him? Food didn't taste good unless he was sitting right next to him, enjoying it with him.

Beads of sweat formed on Pesci's forehead, his eyes as wide as saucers as he raised his large hands up in defense. "I'm really sorry, I lost track of time, and my phone died! Melone and I have been really busy on this mission that we've been working on together!" He pleaded with him, eyes seeming to beg. "Please don't be mad at me. You promised you'd never get mad at me for work related things!"

"Melone looks at you like he wants to suck your fucking face off!" Screamed Prosciutto, not being able to contain his jealousy. It was fucking annoying that Pesci was spending his time with another man, work related or not, Prosciutto preferred it when Pesci worked alongside him and him only. Why couldn't Melone just fuck off and bother Ghiaccio? He was going to have a fucking word with that whore next time he saw him!

Slowly, Pesci raised his hands, attempting to wrap them around Prosciuttos waist. He stepped back, a chill running down his spine as Pesci's fingertips brushed up against his waist. Denying his touch was difficult, his body craving having those large hands around his waist, but he was still upset with him.

The frown on Pesci's face deepened, his hands awkwardly dropping to hang at his sides. "He looks at everyone on the team like that," pointed out Pesci, "including you!"

With a wave of his hand, he turned away from Pesci, feeling annoyed with his excuses. "You're done working alone with Melone. For now on, you'll permanently be trailing behind me every single day." No way in hell would he let that creepy bastard steal his lover away from him! Pesci belonged souly to Prosciutto. The entire team knew that by now. He'd beat the fuck out of any man or woman that dared approach what what his.

"You can't make that decision for me!" Pesci whined, the annoyance thick in his tone, causing Prosciutto to swiftly turn back around, a warning glare appearing on his face, his eyes daring his lover to tell him no so that he could start yelling. "I mean.. you can make that decision for me, but I wish you wouldn't! I was having fun working with Melone."

Prosciutto made every single decision for Pesci, even picking out the clothes that he wore each morning. So easily, he slips into that submissive boyfriend role too, gladly letting Prosciutto bark commands at him publicly and privately. It was his way of keeping him close and dependent on Prosciutto.

"Having fun?" Questioned Prosciutto, a look of disgust appearing on his face. "So, while I'm home with dinner ready waiting for you, you're out having fun with another man?" In complete disbelief, he stood, an unnecessary rage bubbling deep within his chest.

Pesci nodded, the red on his face heating up to a dark cherry red. "Let's just have dinner together now! I can warm it up, and it'll taste just as good, we can still have a nice night together. I really missed you today!" As his voice softened, a smile appeared on his face, his head raising. "You missed me a lot! Look at you all jealous! So cute!"

A scoff escaped Prosciuttos' lips, his arms crossing over his chest. A small smirk dared to appear on his lips at how adorable Pesci looked when he was excited and all worked up. "Stop making me jealous on purpose, I should smack you!" That was an empty threat, given he would only ever smack Pesci when his work was sloppy or if he did something that really pissed him off. "I made homemade pizza. It isn't going to be as good reheated!" Next time, he would personally show up at Melones home to drag Pesci's ass home.

"It'll be perfect cold or hot," Pesci quickly replied, the red toning down in his cheeks. "Everything you do is so perfect, I'd eat the pizza raw and still love it simply because you prepared it!" He batted his eyes, stepping towards him to close the small gap between the two.

As he looked into his lovers' soft, dark eyes, a smirk finally appeared on his lips, him not being able to contain his satisfaction front the sweet words that he was hearing. So easily could his lover butter him up with compliments, making all of his anger evaporate. Fuck, why was he even mad? He couldn't quite remember anymore. "Oh really now?"

Pesci wrapped his arms around Prosciuttos waist in a haste, arms tightly wrapped around his slim waist, his lovers face burying in his chest. "Yes, really!" He cried, rough fingertips pressing into his back. "I'll only work with you for now on, I work best when you're telling me exactly what I need to do! I wouldn't know what to do without you."

It was so cute how dependent Pesci was, never being able to show an ounce of independence. Both men were two sides of the same coin - the only difference between them was that Prosciutto was the one in charge, and Pesci was the one that followed Prosciuttos every command. He was making his lover a very respectable and strong man, all while keeping him right where he could see him at all times. Every waking second, he always knew exactly where Pesci was and what he was doing. Hell, he even knew how many times he used the bathroom each day. It was his job as the dominant partner to protect, command, and plan every part of his lovers life!

A huff escaped Prosciuttos' lips, his right arm wrapping around Pesci's waist. He closed his eyes, taking in his sweet scent as he buried his head further in his chest, the sweet smell of spiced vanilla mixed with black cherry filling his nostrils, the scent that he picked out for his lover to wear each and every day. "Good boy," he praised, always pleased with Pesci's submissive behavior. "Go take a shower and wash Melone off of you. I know he hugged you, and I don't fucking like it one bit. I'll try my best to make the pizza fresh again, but it's been ready for over two hours!"

"It was only a quick hug!" Gasped Pesci, quickly pulling away from Prosciutto. "I'll take a quick shower so we can eat! I'll make sure to keep the door open in case you want to watch me. Or to bathe me, I know you like to do that a lot." He placed a kiss on Prosciuttos' lips before heading to the bathroom.

With a shake of his head and a faint blush to his cheeks, his made his way to the kitchen, hoping that he could restore the dinner that he worked so hard on! He licked Pesci's lingering spit off of his lips, a satisfied hum escaping his lips as he heard the shower water turn on. Well.. maybe dinner could wait a little while longer.

[depressed-lombster]

I drew this in 2019 idk Propesci time bitches YEEEEAHAHHHHHH

True and honest

Real and happened

[tgd420]

I do NOOT care about the canon art. I do NOT!! In my mind pesci is a foot taller than prosciutto. I don't care

[dicentsalve]

I love your Pesci design. Can you draw him with the coat perchance

Ma boy is just a big clumsy whitebait

[pojkinsluv]

Here we go.

[oddverse]

Prosciutto likes to spend the night some times

[lux-1934]

Kinda wanna redraw notebook sketch of them too later

[monkiinart]

my heart goes out to hamfish today