#risotello

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introducing your boyfriend to your psychic projection

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*thinks about Iron M/aiden delicately interacting with M/etallica*

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GOLDEN WIND you hoe; for whoever you’re vibing with for each letter ✌️

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)

Doppio: Absolutely! He’s a naturally rather soft-spoken person and unless someone gets in the way of a job or puts the boss in danger he maintains that gentleness whether in speech or touch. Everything about Doppio seems to be tender and mild, with the exception of his outbursts. After all, what’s more unassuming than being about as threatening as a children’s pop up book?

Melone: Mel’s sort of a mixed bag. He adores lovey-dovey nicknames but he also values his snark and prefers to be to-the-point about things. He enjoys soft kisses but he also loves sloppy makeouts. He likes to give people massages or help them apply lotion but like, he’s gonna be thorough and really get in there so be careful, he’ll jam his elbow into your shoulder blades.

Risotto: Riz is rather curt in most of his interactions. Between that and his habit of semi-cryptic responses or musings he can come off very cold and intimidating. His tenderness is rare but is based primarily in physical affection and in his habit of mothering his team when he can get away with it.

Prosciutto: Prosci’s worked so hard and so long on putting up walls and perfecting his professionalism that any gentleness from him comes with its own layer of rough exterior automatically. That said, he does have a way with words in regards to encouraging those who need it.

O = Orange (What colour reminds them of their other half?)

Doppio: sepia, black/white

Melone: shades of blue, faded colors/pastels

Risotto: heather gray, gold

Prosciutto: jewel tones (deep reds and greens), silver

L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?)

Doppio/Taralli

Melone/Amaretti

Risotto/Vitello

Prosciutto/Torrone

D = Dates (What are dates with them like?)

Doppio: Very sweet! He likes going to see movies and go sightseeing.

Melone: He can and will turn literally anything into a date. Grocery store? Date. Assassination job? Date. Phone call? Date. Date? Date. 

Risotto: Riz prefers nights spent in, he wants the chance to be casual. Unless a different kind of date gets requested, he honestly just wants to cook and cuddle.

Prosciutto: Classic. Candle-lit dinners, dancing, etc. He likes to get dressed up and go out to high-end places.

E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…)

Doppio: (light of) my life

Melone: my soulmate

Risotto: my heart

Prosciutto: my love

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

Doppio: He prefers to be spoiled. He’s actually really bad at shopping. Don’t give Doppio money.

Melone: He prefers to physically spoil Amaretti but he does take notice if his boyfriend’s got his eye on something so he can pick it up later as a surprise.

Risotto: It’s rare, since he’d rather made someone something- but occasionally he’ll splurge on buying something nice for someone.

Prosciutto: Gift giving is one of his love languages, he’ll buy his loved ones anything they want.

W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

Doppio: He got a ring and got so excited he kept dropping it so he just sort of shoved it into Taralli’s hands and stood there smiling.

Melone: When/where/however attracts the most attention. He wants everybody to know, and especially he wants Amaretti to know how much he loves his boyfriend. It’s probably super cheesy and obnoxious.

Risotto: It’s very quiet, like everything Risotto does. I like to think he and Vitello were up late at night/early in the morning and he uses Metallica to make rings form on their fingers, just to see. Vitello makes an off the cuff comment about them getting married and the two of them spend a few hours talking about it before they decide “why not?” and start lowkey planning the big event.

Prosciutto: He just slides the ring box over while sitting at a restaurant after eating. He gave a half-rant about his feelings, then popped the question and told Torrone to get back to him in three business days before walking out of the building.

I = Impression (What was their first impression?)

Answered here

N = Nickel and D = Dates answered above!

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Weekend F/O Takeover (long post full of gifs warning)

Hi guys! I’m taking part in the f/o takeover event going on so here’s a little guide to who’s going to be open for asks (including the self insert they’re shipped with and their emoji tags for if youd like to look through)

Romantic F/Os

Eddie Brock & Venom  📹🖤

S/I: Dana Osborn  😈💉

Ryoma  🛡️🐲

S/I: Ezra  🍏🧺

Abe Sapien  🐟🧠

S/I: August “Auggie” Whatley  📿💤

DIO  🥂👹

S/I: Orion Experience  🎱🌪️

Doppio  📞🍧

S/I: Taralli Lucciola  ⭐📻

Caesar Zeppeli  🦢🎐

S/I: Ariem  💧⛰️

Jean Pierre Polnareff  💔⚜️

S/I: Cassidy McCartney  🎡🦉

Rohan Kishibe ✒️📖

S/I: Diren Gray  🎬🥠

Terunosuke Miyamoto  🐰📄

S/I: Caligari Pantera  🙃🏮

Melone  🍈📶

S/I: Amaretti Pirlo  💫🎈

Risotto Nero  🔪🤘

S/I: Vitello Cacciatore  🤐✂️

Prosciutto  🍾⏱️

S/I: Torrone Scamorza  🖕🍰

Platonic and Familial F/Os

Allister  😱🧷

S/I: Theo  🥚🍁

Hellboy  👊👿

S/I: August “Auggie” Whatley  📿💤

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S = Sad, H = Hands, I = Impression, and P = Pet Names for any f/o(s) you want!

((long ass answer incoming, i went on paragraphs sorry about that)) 

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)

Doppio: While he’s pretty open visually, Doppio does tend to be rather secretive. Chances are even if he’s noticed being upset he’ll dodge any questions regarding it. He tends to keep things vague, preferring to just think over anything bothering him rather than facing them head-on unless the situation calls for action. He’s much more in his comfort zone trying to cheer up others. He’s straightforward and once he’s got a handle on the root of the situation he’ll try to offer some advice on moving past the problem.

Melone:  He’s a drama queen, that’s for sure. For Melone, the best way to navigate any sadness is through it. Obviously he won’t let it get in the way of his work, he’s a professional and he can push his feelings to the back of his mind when he needs to but he’ll need a minute to process and it’ll show. He’s an open book really. His emotions hit hard and fast but luckily that means given the time and space to mope as he sees fit he’ll fully bounce back in a couple of hours (usually a max of 24). He’s got extensive files on most of the people who are regulars around them and that includes his notes on some of their favorite things. If you’re feeling upset and Mel catches wind of it, expect to find some kind of gift from him along with a tight hug and an offer to play with your hair.

Risotto: Riz tends to keep himself a bit closed off, even more so now that he’s leading the hitman team. Even if he’d rather have others around, he’ll force himself to isolate in his sadness, allowing himself those moments alone to let his emotions get the better of him. Screaming, crying, as long as its away from prying eyes. It’s not so much a cheering himself up as it is accepting or swallowing those feelings and trying to move on with all of them bundled in his chest. To an extent he can’t offer much comfort to his teammates when things seem hopeless, only a few warning/encouraging words (often veiled as something much more harsh). Occasionally though, he does get (and take) the rare chance to set his hand on someone’s head or shoulder, offering a silent “I’m here. I’m with you.” alongside the slightest ruffle of hair and barest hints of a worried smile.

Prosciutto: Pro’s go-to pick-me-up for himself is a freshly opened bottle of hard liqueur. Actually, he’s got a bit of a talent for drink mixing and going through the motions of prepping a cocktail calms him about as much actually drinking does. Like Risotto, he’s a self soother to an extent, though he’d rather have the distraction of others when facing his low points. Distraction is the name of his game, regardless of who’s upset. In his eyes, the best cure for wanting to cry is to turn your brain off and start swiping credit cards. Go big, he doesn’t want to go home. With others, while he’s willing to offer the same distractions, first he’s going to make sure you know exactly what he thinks of the situation and of you. Prepare yourself for a strangely blunt but kind and supportive lecture while he scowls the whole time, as if he’s threatening anything to bother you.

H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

Doppio: It’s a pretty basic situation with him, your typical downward palm and typically pretty loose. He’s more a fan of linked elbows when walking compared to hand-holding so it can sometimes lead to a lot of hands brushing and bumping against one another. He’s much more proactive in hand holding when sitting or laying down, with a favorite being to take one of Taralli’s hands in both of his and squeezing tight.

Melone: Mel’s already a very physically affectionate person and it reflects in his “hand-holding”. It’s never just a hand, he’s always getting his arms involved. Whether it’s draping an arm over a shoulder, around a waist, holding onto/linking arms, etc. His hand holding is practically cuddling and he loves interlaced fingers.

Risotto: Riz tries to be a gentle giant when he can. He doesn’t often initiate hand-holding; partly because he’s so tall and doesn’t want to draw attention by leaning down to grab a hand but also because that sort of affection out in public is risky when you’re in Italy’s largest gang, even if you are on the assassination squad. However, he still has his preferences. Falling into his somewhat old-fashioned habits he rather enjoys the princess/bridal-esque “my lady” finger-hold position (perfect for giving him the chance to give hand kisses). He’s also fond of linked index fingers and wrist-holds. 

Prosciutto: Much like Doppio he isn’t fond of holding hands while he’s walking and like Risotto he prefers not to draw the attention of hand-holding in public often. He isn’t a very physical person in general, preferring to resort to more physical interactions when he’s being serious about something emotional. Generally, any hand holding initiated by Pro is going to be a bit of a surprise, with his go to being simply to put his hand on top of his partner’s, occasionally interlacing fingers from there. It’s always in private and typically when sitting side by side. 

I = Impression (What was their first impression?)

Doppio: He and Taralli were rather awkward at first. Taralli wasn’t sure what had prompted such a sudden important job assignment after primarily working only in general recon. Doppio was on guard a bit but maintained his friendly demeanor, figuring if he’d been trusted enough by the boss to be chosen as a personal guard/assistant it must be fine. In all honesty both of them began as very wary of one another.

Melone: He prefers not to form first impressions if possible, looking at anyone knew as a bundle of questions waiting to be answered and filed away. He’s curious by nature so the first thing he wants to do is gather info, either by observation and background checks or by simply a friendly interrogation. Amaratti’s a pretty spacey kind of guy and while he thought the questions were a little strange coming out of nowhere, he was happy to answer and thought Mel seemed like an interesting sort of guy. They got along pretty well from the start.

Risotto: Risotto and Vitello’s first meeting was, a bit confusing. They’ve got a strange understanding of one another. When Vitello arrives he’s well aware that he’s the odd one out as the leader of these new additional soldiers sent to replace the recently deceased. Meanwhile Risotto’s well aware of the possibility Vitello’s trio was only sent to keep tabs on at-risk traitors. It’s a tense exchange but a respectful one. They both felt the early need to keep an eye out for anything suspicious from the other. Perhaps too close of an eye.

Prosciutto: Oh it’s horrendous. Riz was wary of the new trio but Pro was ready for blood. He keeps it hidden but he cares extremely deeply about his teammates and seeing Sorbet & Gelato be replaced was already rubbing him the wrong way. Pile on top of that the fact that these three could’ve been sent with the sole purpose of spying on and killing the rest of the team, and you’ve got a natural recipe for high tempers. Torrone’s “sweet as pie” routine wasn’t exactly helping anything and as much as Torrone hates putting on the act, he also relies heavily on it and hates being called out on it. They got into a bit of a spitting match that pretty much boiled down to: “two-faced viper” “paranoid tight-ass”. (They both later apologized for things getting out of hand and decided to try and start over.)

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

Doppio:  Stellino, Dolcezzo, Luce dei miei occhi

Melone: Bellissimo, Anima gemella, Bambolo/Bambolino

Risotto: Cuore mio, Innamorato, Piccolino

Prosciutto: Caro/Carino/Carimisso, Gioia, Amore mio

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Hallowed Be Thy Name

Rating: G

Word Count: 335

Relationship(s): Risotto Nero/Vitello Cacciatore, Vitello Cacciatore & Polpo

Warnings: Implied canonical suicide

Additional Tags: Vitello backstory (just a little), Canon character death, Family mourning, Grief/Angst, Hurt/comfort, Vitello sitting in one room all day (the entire fic takes place while sitting at Polpo’s funeral), Title is an Iron Maiden song, Actually canon compliant with the timeline im pretty sure

Everyone was standing around the room in a stuffy silence. Cold-faced capos and lackeys paying respects out of necessity rather than any fondness. 

Hushed chatter faded in and out as bodies shuffled about, coming and going around him as he sat there, lighter gripped so tightly in his hand that the engraving was sure to leave its mark on his palm.

He caught the edges of their conversations, discussing successions and rumors. A few spoke kindly, though they were far more concerned with who exactly had put a bullet through his uncle’s brain.

He’d been the first to arrive and he would be the last to leave. One by one, the room emptied out until it was just him. Him and whatever was left of Polpo in that stupid, guady urn. Nobody would see the tears rolling down his face, flooding out of him all at once with enough force that the sudden lump in his throat made him cough for air.

A heavy hand found his shoulder and he grabbed the wrist instinctively, twisting his head to find- Risotto. 

His face was as unreadable as ever, but there was an unusual softness in his eyes. He withdrew his hand calmly as Vitello sunk back into his grieving.

If he cared any about the crying, he didn’t say anything, and for that Vitello was grateful. Risotto motioned numbly at the space beside his subordinate and upon receiving a nod, took the seat. He leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on his knees and folding his hands together. He kept his gaze straight ahead and it felt less like he didn’t want to look at Vitello but more like he wasn’t allowed to. 

Good. He didn’t want to be seen like this.

“He was a fine capo. A fine man.”

“...He was.”

“Did you know him well?”

“He was my uncle.”

Risotto hummed softly in response and it sounded like “Your secret is safe with me. Stay here as long as you need. I’ll sit guard.”