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Asking La Squadra to get you pads/tampons from the store.

Risotto

Asking Risotto to grab you pads or tampons results in a... Rather interesting conversation.

Have you ever considered a diva cup or something similar? "Oh wow, Ris, I didn't think you-" They make it very easy to collect the blood, and then I can utilize the iron from it with Metallica...

It's really not worth it to ask him. It's too awkward.

If it's dire, and you survive that terrible conversation, he'll go out and get you what you asked for.

Formaggio

Formaggio is willing to help, but has no idea what he's doing.

Will congratulate you on not being pregnant.

Calls you from in the store to ask what you need. Loudly.

Alright, I'm in the pad aisle. What size pussy you wear?

Prosciutto

Entirely unphased by the ask. He doesn't care.

Will buy you a box of generic brand tampons. Even if you specifically requested pads.

I don't think he knows there are other options. ??? Trying to explain the different options is like talking to a brick wall.

At least you have something.

Pesci

Pesci will actually get you what you want so long as you supply him with a photo.

Actually helpful. Thank you, Pesci.

He got really nervous at the checkout when he was buying them.

Is actually really sympathetic about you being on your period, despite his limited knowledge about them.

Ghiaccio

I didn't need to know that. "Know what?" That you're......... Bleeding.

He's so awkward with it. It's awful.

After some convincing he'll go to the store and find something for you.

It's not exactly what you wanted, but hopefully it's close.

Walks on eggshells around you for like 2 weeks after that like he's afraid you're still hormonal that whole time.

Illuso

Melone

Can't you hold it? "Um, no?" Unfortunate.

It is almost impossible to convince him to get you what you want.

If you can actually manage to convince him, he'll come parading back after his shopping trip, loudly announcing that he has your pads/tampons.

He's just trying to get under your skin. You should probably punch him. He deserves it.

Melone will buy you whatever he thinks you need. A bit over the top but aight.

I know these aren't your usual brand, but honestly I think they'll be way better for you.

Also buys you pain meds for cramping, a handful of candy bars, and something soft and fuzzy to wear.

You know, there have been some studies that show that orgasms help with period cramps.

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Amore in Bora Bora

You and Bruno take a tropical honeymoon and things get spicy.

❥Labels & Warnings: 18+

Smut, Fluff, Romance, Vacation, Honeymoon, Established Relationship, Husband Bruno Buccellati, Dirty talk, Vaginal sex, Oral sex, Teasing, Creampie.

Bruno and you had just got married and were going on your honeymoon. To your surprise, you had no idea where you were headed to. He remembers you once saying excitedly that, you wanted to go somewhere “tropical” and stay at those “over the water bungalows!” He thought you were so cute when you got excited about something. So he decided to surprise you with just that. He even went a step further with getting a private beach along with a private bungalow so it was just the two of you. Since he didn’t tell you where you were both going, he told you to pack summer clothes. Bruno kept shushing you whenever you’d ask for hints on where you two were headed. You felt a little anxious if you were being honest. But knowing how Bruno is, you couldn’t help but be curious and excited.

Once you arrived, you gasped in awe realizing where you were at. To be spending time with your lover in such a beautiful place made it all the more special. You felt so loved by him remembering something you had said so long ago. He never disappointed you with how sweet he was. He truly was an amazing husband...wait, husband? You’re going to have to get used to that, you thought.

You gasped at your bungalow when you got in. The ceilings were high, it was an open floor plan, everything looked very cozy and romantic.

Bruno furrowed when he noticed you were slightly panicking as you were unpacking your suitcase.

Bruno padded over to you “Amore, what's wrong?”

You looked at him and said quietly, “I..I didn’t bring a swimsuit..” He smirked at you and leaned down to kiss you adoringly. “I know and that's why I got this for you.”

He walks over to his suitcase and pulls out a red string bikini, with the smuggest look he can muster. You blush immediately, seeing how little fabric it had to cover you with. You walk over to him and hold the bikini out, slightly hesitant, saying, “Bruno..this will barely cover me...I might as well be naked.” His smile gets even wider and whispers into your ear

“That's the point, bella. You’ll look good enough to eat.”

You blush an even deeper shade of red and say, “Only for you, Bruno” with a reluctant smile.

You were about to leave to unpack the rest of your suitcase until Bruno grabs your wrist and leans down to your eye level and says, with a low voice, “You’re going to look absolutely perfect in it…I’m already getting hard just thinking about you, amore.”

Whimpering out, you get out of his hold and playfully run away because you’re too flustered to keep eye contact after his dirty talk. Bruno chuckles at your shyness.

You both continue unpacking and having a relaxing time.

A little while later when the sun wasn’t beaming onto the sand, when the sky was starting to show its pretty colors, Bruno suggests you two go out to the beach. You both got into your swimming attire, you with your revealing red string bikini...and him? He comes out with a tropical button up shirt, unbuttoned to show off his delicious caramel toned skin. He wore a simple black speedo to show off his ass and...sizeable bulge. He pairs the top with a simple silver necklace; oh he knows how to get you. You always loved him in jewelry. Something about it turned you on...the way it sits on his skin, especially his chest. How the silver contrasts with his golden skin. How the delicate chain lays on his strong and toned chest. The clinking sounds it makes when he’s fuc-

You snap out of your thoughts when Bruno says you should get going before the sun starts to set. So you grab your bag and you both head off to the beach.

With you and Bruno walking hand in hand from your bungalow, onto the soft sand of the beach, he looks at you with his sweet cerulean eyes. You notice his eyes starting to roam your body before he says, “I told you, you’d look perfect in the bikini.”

You snort and say, “Yeah well you look pretty perfect yourself..” blushing and looking at him before quickly looking away. Bruno brings the back of your hand to his lips and presses a gentle kiss onto it, so gentle and so loving that you melt from how warm he is to you. You smile at him and you can’t help but think you’re truly the luckiest girl on this planet.

You both make it to the reclined beach chairs; they have a table in the middle with a huge white umbrella on top to block out the sun. You immediately eye the drinks with the small umbrellas stuck into them. “Now this is fancy,” Bruno laughs at your silliness.

You set down your bag down and sit onto one of the reclining chairs, Bruno mimics you but chooses to lie down instead. You pick up one of the drinks and drink.

It was warm out but not hot...well...you were most certainly getting hot when you noticed how Bruno was lying down.

Bruno was lying down with his arms crossed behind his head and eyes closed as if he had no cares in the world.

His dark eyelashes sweeping over his high cheekbones. His tall nose, so strong.

His full lips forming into a gentle pout. His current position making his shirt expose more of his taut golden skin, his muscles even more flexed with his position.

His speedo was low on his hips, showing off his happy trail and V. His bulge ever so present with how small his swimsuit was.

Knowing Bruno, he definitely planned this. He knew you too well, that fact turning you on even more.

You continue to sip your drink as you forced yourself to look away and look at the gentle waves crashing onto the soft sand.

“This place is really gorgeous. It looks like it came right out of National Geographic.”

Bruno smiled up at you and says, “It is. I knew you would love it. We have the ocean back at home but it’s not like this.”

You look down at him with a slightly furrowed brow and say, “Did you want to go here as well?”

“Of course, you know I love the ocean and anywhere with you is where I want to be,amore.” He says with a loving smile.

You blush and smile at him adoringly. “I’m gonna go in the water now, are you coming?”

Bruno glances at you through his eyelashes “No, go on ahead, I’ll join you later”

With that, you sit up and kick off your sandals. You start running into the edge of the water, feeling the warm water in between your toes. You start to play in the water a little bit and splash around.

Bruno looks over to you from his lying position and chuckles at your childlikeness. If he’s honest with himself, though...he’s getting pretty turned on by your attire. By everything, actually. It’s your honeymoon, in a very romantic destination, all to yourselves. What can get better than this?

From where he is, all he can see are the curves of your ass and legs as you bend down while you try to take off some seaweed from your feet.

You look over your shoulder to see Bruno staring at you. You giggle and smile at him.

You go back to trying to get the piece of seaweed off of you.

Bruno continues staring at your form..slightly damp from playing in the water, the red string bikini he got you hugging your curves just right. It was basically just strings and small pieces of fabric to barely cover you up. Oh, how he loves how it looks on you. He’s starting to get more and more turned on as you twist your body around ever so slightly as you fiddle with the seaweed. He bites his lip at how soft your ass looks...the bikini covering just half of your ass cheeks.

Bruno couldn’t take it anymore, he gets up and walks over to you and presses his body into yours lightly as you’re still bent over.

“Mmm you really do look so good to eat, bella.” He says as he rubs his hands on your hips.

Your heart skips a beat at his suggestive aura and you stand straight to crane your neck to look up at him. He stares back into your eyes, completely and utterly enamored by you.

Bruno starts to press his body even more into yours, ever so slightly rocking his hips into your ass. You squeak when you feel him getting rock hard.

He bends down and kisses you passionately. You moan against his plump lips when you feel his tongue pushing through and you immediately open up for him. You gladly accept his hot and wet tongue moving so sensually against yours as if it were making love to yours.

You finally turn around to face him and he immediately grips onto your ass with both hands and pushes you up against his hard bulge. He breathes out against your lips saying “do you feel how hard you make me?”

You moan out loud and wrap your arms around his toned back. His hands start to roam all over your body feverishly as if he were going to explode if he didn’t touch you. Bruno stops kissing you to suck at your lower lip before staring deeply into your eyes, lidded and dark from lust.

“I want you right now,bella. I can’t wait.” He says in an almost growl.

“But we’re outside..someonemightsee us.” You slightly whine at him

Bruno chuckles at you and says with a low voice “Amore, this is a private beach, remember? Why do you think I got one for us?”

You blush deeply and squeak as he picks you up, placing one hand on your ass and the other across your back for leverage. He grabs your ass as you both head to the reclined chairs.

Bruno lies down with you on top, straddling him. You start to kiss him deeply and put your hands on his toned stomach.

You start to grind into him as both of your tongues sensually dance together. He reaches out and pulls the straps of your bikini top down to reveal your breasts. He takes both into his big hands and gropes them, then leans up to lick one of your nipples. As he’s doing this he looks at you, his tongue lewdly moving against your nipple as if to show it off. He tugs your nipple with his teeth before moving onto your other one.

Bruno leans up to kiss you; he can never get enough of your mouth.

You let out a lewd moan when he grinds up into you, perfectly grinding into your clit. You grab onto his broad shoulders for stability as he holds down onto your hips and grinds into your clit more fervently. You’re moaning into his mouth as you both share an open kiss. His hands grip harder onto your hips and start to move your hips faster against him.

You can feel just how wet you are, your folds slipping against your bikini bottoms with little effort. You’re a whining and panting mess at this point, trying to catch breaths between kisses.

Bruno notices your moans are getting louder and your nails raking his shoulders, signaling your release is on the horizon. So he stops immediately, leaving you whimpering in protest.

“Please don’t stop, Bruno”

Bruno gives you a breathless chuckle.

“Mmm not yet,tesoro. I want you to touch me first.” Bruno takes off his shirt and grabs your hand, leading it down to cup him through his speedo. You immediately grope and rub him.

Bruno lets out a low groan and bucks up into your hand.

“Bella, please, be a good girl and stop teasing. Let me see what your pretty mouth can do, hmm?”

You smile and oblige. Taking off his speedo fast, his cock bounces free, finally free from his tight speedo.

Bruno is...beautiful to say the least. His cock is thick and long, slightly darker than his body, with dark hair trailing from his abdomen to his pubis. It’s wet and hard from the grinding. Your mouth waters just looking at it.

You scoot yourself further down the chair and lower yourself to lick a thick stripe on the underside of his cock, just stopping before the head.

Bruno groans and throws his head back.

You continue to lick up his cock until he bucks up from being impatient. Then, you take his head into your mouth and swirl your tongue around it gently. Bruno moans loudly, his vocalness spurring you on to you take all of him into your mouth. You set a steady rhythm, almost reaching to the hilt. Bruno puts a hand on top of your head to encourage you to go deeper. You obey and take him deeper. He groans and grabs your head with both hands now, slowly pushing you onto him deeper and deeper. You’re moaning; you can feel your slickness dripping out of your bikini bottoms.

Bruno gathers your hair to the side to look at you as his cock disappears in your mouth. You notice this and look him in the eyes as you suck him. He’s surprised he doesn’t cum right then and there from the lewd display.

You see Bruno’s brows furrowed, mouth agape, cerulean eyes lidded and blown from lust. He’s so gorgeous like this...

He starts a faster pace for himself as he fucks your mouth. He does this for a few more thrusts and lifts you up off him, not missing the strings of saliva connecting you to him.

“You’re so good for me.”

Bruno quickly tears off your bikini bottoms.

You place his cock between your folds and in between your cheeks, perfectly curving against you. You slowly glide his cock through your folds with a roll of your hips.

He plants his hands onto your hips and whispers into your ear “Dio mio, you’re so wet. Does sucking me off really make your little pussy that wet for me?”

You moan at his dirty words and nod. Bruno didn’t always talk this dirty in bed but after you requested him to do it often, he never stopped after that, seeing how much it turned you on.

He holds onto your hips and rocks you against him until he can catch your entrance.

He tries a few times but fails and laughs, “Cara, you’re so wet, I’m slipping all over the place.”

You laugh along with him “I blame you!” He crinkles his eyes and smiles at you, kissing you sweetly.

Then he pushes you forward by gripping onto your ass with one hand and guiding his cock with the other to your entrance.

You both lock lusty eyes when he finally slides in slowly.

His eyebrows furrow at your hot tightness. You hiss at the stretch as he inches up into you.

He presses his lips to yours as he slowly rocks up into you.

You think he’s finally all the way in until he roughly thrusts the rest of his sizable cock into you.

“Ooh fuck you feel so good, so hot and tight around me. Your pussy is made for me,cara.” He rasps out, eyes lidded looking into yours. You whine and clench around him at his dirty words.

You start to bounce onto his cock independently, moaning every time it hits deep inside you, his cock sometimes grazing your cervix. Bruno bites his lip at his view of your bouncing breasts and his cock disappearing into your pussy.

He sits up and kisses you passionately, mixing his tongue with yours. He snakes his hands from your hips to your waist, then to your breasts. His big hands grope at them and pinch your nipples roughly, twisting them in between his long fingers. He grabs your right breast into his hand and sucks feverishly at your nipple. He’s breathing heavily against your flesh with the occasional moan. Bruno looks up into your eyes as he does this. You mewl and arch into his touch, your hands carding through his silky hair to push him into your breast.

He grabs onto your hips roughly and slams you down onto him. You grab onto his shoulders as he controls your pace on him.

Bruno nuzzles into your neck, sucking and licking at your heated skin, moving his mouth up to suck just underneath your ear, and licking it. He groans into your ear

“I love you. I want to fuck you like this forever.”

The two of you mash your lips together, feverishly kissing and locking tongues as you both roll against each other, completely drunk off each other.

Bruno slows his thrusts for a second to say,

“Get on your hands and knees for me, cara.”

He flexes his cock, still inside of you before you get up off of him. You turn around on the chair and spread your legs and lift your ass up. You look back at him and give him a suggestive smirk.

Bruno murmurs a string of Italian expletives as he sees your whole pussy exposed to him, seeing just how wet you are. His mouth watering at the sight; he can’t wait to taste.

Your smirk quickly drops, as he grabs your ass with both hands and licks with the flat of his tongue down from your clit up to your asshole, making you moan aloud.

Your hips squirm, making him grab onto your ass tighter and lifting your ass up even higher. His thumbs spread your labia so he can taste all of you.

His tongue traces your outer lips, then the inside, licking your labia and leaving no skin untouched.

Bruno’s tongue skillfully spreads your wetness around, strings of your slick connecting you to him when he pulls back to marvel at your exposed pussy. When he sees this he groans and furrows his eyebrows; seeing your body this turned on from him drives him crazy.

He sucks at your pussy with fervor, trying to suck and lick up all of your sweet slickness.

Bruno groans into your pussy as your hips push into his face.

He sucks at your pussy, occasionally thrusting his hot tongue into your entrance.

“Mmm amore, I love how you taste. I love how wet you are for me. You’re making a mess everywhere.”

Bruno sucks at your clit the best he can with this position.

“Oh fuck! Please, Bruno, I’m so sensitive.” You whine out.

He gives one last lick to your pussy before pulling back and slapping your ass, hard.

You moan, looking back at him. You see him completely and utterly enveloped in love and lust. His silky hair a mess, his lips swollen from biting them too much, jaw clenched, and brows furrowed. He truly is a vision like this…

You’re pulled out of your thoughts when he thrusts back into you, already pounding into you at a fast pace. You wail, arching your back even further, hands gripping the chair and whatever you can reach for stability as he pounds into you with abandon.

You hear his necklace clinking, the sound you love as he fucks you hard.

“B-Bruno you’re going to make me cum!” You whine out as your arms give out from under you, making your face press against the chair.

Stopping his thrusts he leans down to your ear “Not yet, I want to see your sweet face when you cum for me.” You clench around him; you almost cum right then and there.

Bruno feels this so he pulls out and grabs you to turn you over so he can lay on top of you.

Bruno’s face is so close to yours, you can feel his hot breath on your face, his deep cerulean eyes filled with passion and love for you. He looks at you as if you’re the most precious thing in the world to him, which you are. His kisses are always passionate and always leave you melting and wanting more.

Spreading your thighs wider as he kisses you, he guides his cock to your entrance once again. He pushes in slowly, He wants to draw this out as long as he can handle.

His resolve falters when you squeeze around him purposefully, a sweet moan eliciting from his full lips. He flexes his cock inside of you to reply to your squeeze. You giggle and he smiles, kissing you sweetly as if to say ‘I love you’.

He slowly thrusts into you, not quite reaching to the hilt, to your dismay. So you wrap your legs around his waist to push him deeper. He notices this and doesn’t comply; instead, he grabs the back of your thighs and presses them against your chest, his hips still keeping his slow pace.

He’s driving you crazy with how slow he’s going, you whimper out “please stop..”

“Stop what, cara?” His face is smug; of course he knows what you want.

“Do you want me to stop fucking you?” His hips still and he pulls out completely, his hands still on the back of your thighs to hold you down.

You buck your hips the best you can.

“No! Please...Bruno, don’t stop.” You whimper out.

“Please what? What is it that you want?” He looks so smug. Bruno knew you always had a hard time voicing your feelings out loud. You were so shy when he made you say what you want in bed.

He was staring deeply into your eyes and reading your face, He loved to make you squirm. “Tesoro, you have to say what you want, yes? Is it my cock you want? Hmm?”

You nod “y-yes..” Bruno goes in to kiss and suck your neck, leaving more marks.

He whispers in your ear “Then be a good girl and say it for me.”

You whine out “I want you..”

“Mmm want what? You have to use your words or else I won’t know what you want.”

He pulls back and rubs his cock head on your clit.

“Bruno, please..I-” You’re cut off when he pushes the head in a little bit, teasing you further.

“Say it, you know I can leave you like this.” Bruno is still keeping his resolve even though he’s about to explode. He’s ever so smug while teasing you, waiting for your response.

You can’t take any more of his teasing; at this point you don’t care about being shy. The only thing you care about right now is that he fucks you into oblivion.

“Fuck me, Bruno” You whimper out.

“Hmm? What was that? I didn’t hear you, speak up,cara.”

“Please, fuck me...I want to feel you, I want you to cum inside me, Bruno..please fuck me.” Your imploring eyes looking up at him.

He groans and he finally complies, Immediately slamming into you as he grabs the back of your thighs for leverage. You scream out, your hands going to hold the back of his on your thighs.

He’s pounding you so hard into the chair, that you feel the chair sinking into the soft sand.

You’re already close from all the teasing and building up. You’re moaning with abandon and clenching around him.

“You’re already about to cum? Does my cock feel that good inside you, cara?” He groans out.

“Yes! I love your cock! You’re gonna make me cum!” He growls at this, determined to make you cum hard.

He stops for a second to put down your legs and wrap his arms up underneath you, so he can hold you close.

Bruno angles his hips just right, hitting your spot over and over as your moans get higher each time he hits it.

“Tesoro, look at me when you cum.”

You nod and stare into his blown out cerulean eyes. All you hear is the lewd sounds of skin slapping against each other, pants and moans, not a care in the world, but each other.

You’re so close to cumming, and so is he.

You can tell by how much he’s straining against you, trying to hold out until you cum.

He’s hitting your sweet spot over and over.

“Cum for me, il mio cuore, mia moglie, ti amo.”

His words push you over the edge, clenching hard on his cock.

You’re screaming out his name, eyebrows furrowing, mouth wide open, the look of pure ecstasy.

You feel electricity all throughout your body as your body shakes in his hands, all the while locking eyes with him, as he demanded.

Bruno cums immediately when he sees how hard he made you cum. His hips stutter and slam into you as he cums, moaning after each wave of his orgasm, painting your inner walls with his cum. He cums so much, some of it leaks out as he’s still going through the last waves of his orgasm.

His hips slowly falter and collapse on top of you.

You stroke his hair lovingly.

He lifts his head up to leave a chaste kiss on your lips.

Bruno pulls back to look into your eyes.

Your eyes always tell him your feelings, you love him so much and would do anything for him and he sees that.

He smiles at the thought.

“I love you, mio marito.” You say as you kiss his nose.

“Ti amo, mia moglie.”

He lifts up off of you and pulls out. You feel so empty without him, you wish you could stay like this forever but reality sets in when you feel sticky.

“We made a mess,tesoro,” Bruno says as he sees his cum coming out of you and onto the chair.

“We can at least clean ourselves up, right?” You say while looking at him demurely.

Bruno knows what you’re hinting at and he could never resist you.

You realize the sun is about to set, leaving a beautiful haze of colors. “We better get back before it gets dark.” You say as you’re searching for your bikini.

Bruno quickly dresses up before you and helps you get dressed, then he swoops you up in his arms, bridal style.

Sometimes you forget how strong he really is, making you squirm from him carrying you as if you were a feather.

Sticky Fingers grabs the rest of your belongings as Bruno runs with you in his arms back to your private bungalow where you can both “clean up”.

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I made a visual novel game with @/winkblue(ao3) about Abbacchio and Mista solving a murder in a small town motel. If this sounds interesting, please check it out on itchio! The game is still in progress and has a lot more content up ahead.

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Claimed Pt. 120- You Fucking Died |Illuso x Reader Angst + Fluff|

Warning: strong language, sexual conversations, suicide mention.

Illuso's POV

Illuso was a fucking idiot.. He couldn't even kill himself right, and he was such a pussy right now. He didn't want to face you but you were standing right in front of him as soon as he opened his eyes, this time wondering if he can stay awake long enough to speak with you. He felt terrible for putting you through this.

For two days you've been by his side as he struggled to stay awake, not being able to have a full conversation with you. As his eyes set on yours he noticed how rough you looked- why weren't the others taking care of you? You looked like you haven't slept in days, like you haven't showered in days either. You looked completely torn up as you stared down at him- saying nothing, you stopped talking after the first day.

He reached a hand out to you and you took it with no hesitation in both of your hands. You held his large hand in yours, tears filling your eyes.. suddenly, he felt tears growing in his eyes as well. "You.. look beautiful," he whispered, a small smile appearing on his lips because you did look beautiful. To him, you always looked beautiful.

You didn't smile, instead squeezing his hand tighter, your head gently shaking. "You fucking died.. I almost lost my fiancé that I love. I am so.. fucking scared, " you whispered, dropping your head, your slightly greasy hair falling in your face. "You.. died."

He went to open his mouth but then closed it when he heard low sobs escaping your lips, your tears falling on his hand. Damn it.. He thought that his death was deserved but it turns out that he yet again made another foolish mistake. He's hurt you so badly.. he's never heard this cry from you, it was destroying him from the inside.

"I know.. that you are mad at me but please come here and let me hold you in my arms. Come here baby, " Illuso muttered, your head immediately shaking. You let go of his head, turning your back to him. "Come on.. please don't hate me, I'm sorry! I made a mistake.. I was stupid. I'll do whatever you want to do just please don't shut me out."

The worst thing that could happen was you completely shutting him out, he hated when you did that because it hurt both you and him. But he deserved it, he deserved your cold shoulder for all the bad he's done to you. Gently, he sat up in the hospital bed, debating as to rather he should grab you or not. He reached out for your jacket, going to grab you but feeling something beneath your shirt.

"What the fuck is that?" He questioned, pulling your shirt up, revealing that your entire stomach and back were wrapped up. That's why you were wearing a jacket, you weren't cold you were hiding shit from him. He wasn't mad at you, he was just even more so worried now. "Wanna tell me what happened kitten?" He needed to stay calm and keep his voice lowered.. one small thing could make you leave and he didn't want you to leave.

You shook your head, pulling away from his grasp as you turned to face him. Finally, you looked him in the eyes and continued to hold your gaze without looking away. "It was just me doing something else that pisses everyone off, if I tell you then you'll be mad too because I was.. stupid."

Hm.. maybe that was the reason why you've been here with him and nobody has attempted to take you home yet. That's fucked up, all six of them could take way better care of you then they're doing now.. they sucked, all six of them were fucking up. You were clearly suffering mentally and emotionally. . they needed to step in and help you. Help- not yelling or hitting but comfort and love. That's what you needed.. they keep making you worse, especially him. He was the main one.

"You just made a mistake," Illuso muttered, wishing that you were in his arms. "Just tell me everything that happened and I promise not to get mad, no matter what it is. If I get mad I'll let you walk out of you or punch me, whatever you want." He would not get mad.. not at all.

"I accidentally wrecked Prosciuttos car and totaled it and in the process of that I lost my engagement ring," you told him, that causing you to look away from him. "Everyone thinks I want to break up and I did but.. I was just upset and in pain, I was just saying shit and I ended up making Risotto, Formaggio, and Prosciutto so upset that they want to spank me. And I.. I just fucked up."

lluso heard genuine fear in your voice- he wasn't mad at you. Why would he be mad at you? You got into a car accident and you lost a ring that meant a lot to you, if anything he was angry at them. Especially Formaggio, why would he suggest that? Especially around them. "Well they ain't gonna touch you, that 's for damn sure. And we'll buy you a new ring, and Prosciutto will buy a new car. He needed one anyways."

"I already bought him one and the ring shouldn't have to be replaced by any of you, I'm the one who lost it," you replied back, shaking your head. "I'm just going to let them spank me when I'm better, not like I don't deserve it. And I'll at least like it a little," you told him, a small grin appearing on his lips.

"Seeing your sexy little ass all red is sexy," he commented, extending his arms out. "See, I'm not mad at you babe. You made a mistake, and I'm also going to support whatever you want," Whatever you wanted them to do.. shit, he wasn't going to try and tell you no, he just wanted his girl back because he fucked up. "Want me to give you a little spanking to prepare you?"

You rolled your eyes, hesitating for a few seconds before you crawled into the bed, slowly easing your body on top of him. "Everytime you start to smack my ass it leads to you finger fucking my ass and then you slide your cock in. That's a set up." Your body was against his.. finally, he had you in his arms again.

He was guilty of that, he liked to smack your ass but he wasn't a huge spanker, he just loved to fuck your ass and use toys on you. When he says he's going to bend you over his lap and spank you in reality he's just going to give you a few smacks and leave his handprint on your ass and then he'll slide his fingers in your ass. You loved it just as much as he did, that's what turned him on. Your arousal always set him off.. it was so hot seeing you all hot and bothered.

"I love your ass, what can I say?" He questioned, wrapping his arms around you, his right hand resting on your ass, gently massaging your left cheek. "I'm fucking sorry I did this baby, I was just wallowing in my own self pity and I.. I feel bad. I've been cruel to you and I'm still being cruel. I can't erase the bad shit that I've done to you, I just don't deserve someone like you. You're too good to me." He let his hand freeze on your ass, letting it rest.

The love that he had for you was unreal, he felt so strongly about you and he couldn't possibly imagine living his life without you. He couldn't do this again, he was letting alcohol and depression control him but he shouldn't have done that. He shouldn't have started drinking again and he shouldn't have broken your phone or hurt you again in the first place.

You sighed, burying your head in his chest and taking a.. sniff of him? You did it again, your hands wrapping around his waist as you lifted your head up, your bottom lip slightly poked out and your eyes puffy from all of the crying that you've been doing. "Please don't ever attempt to take your life again, I love you. The idea of losing you scares the shit out of me, it's already hard enough that you all are assassins. Your death.. if you were to die I would of died right along with you and I mean it. Do this again and so will I."

Illuso wanted to get onto you about threatening to kill yourself but he was in a hospital bed for attempting to kill himself so it wasn't really his place to say anything. "I promise I won't do it again.. I 'm sorry. You don't have to worry about this happening again cara," he promised you. And he fucking meant it.

He leaned down to kiss you and you let him, your soft lips pressing against his as you closed your eyes just as you always did when the two of you kissed. Just like the first kiss.. your eyes were closed, your lips so soft and comforting. One kiss was all he needed to fall in love with you, and he fell hard.. you were his person, his best friend and his partner. He loved you so goddamn much.

He would move mountains, burn cities, kill any and everything just to keep you safe.. To keep a smile on that beautiful face of yours because joy deserve it. No fucking woman has stayed and helped him get sober- they all left him to wallow in his own self pity but you never did. He did such horrible things to you and you still stayed with him and helped him become a better man. And you didn't do it for you.. you did it for him.

You pulled away from his kiss, your forehead pressing against his. "I'm sorry too, I know that I could do better too."

"Nah, you're doing just fine, we're just all a bunch of fucking assholes." He kissed the top of your lip, his grin turning into a smile. He let his other hand trace up your back, entangling in your slightly greasy hair but he didn't care.. He just missed his girl and you were just as beautiful now as you 've always been to him. "Will you start coming to my AA meetings with me?" This was a new step for him.. he was always so ashamed to invite you and talk about it but this could be good for the both of you.

As much as he hated to admit it his battle with addiction was a huge as well as haunting part of his life. He needed help, he couldn't do this alone and he never had too.. he shut you out and when you tried to help him he snapped on you. This was something that he couldn't do anymore- in order to get better he needed you.

"Of course I'll come with you," you replied to him, your face still holding such a serious expression. He wished that you would crack a smile for him but he knew that you weren't happy right now.. That what's what hurt him the most. He made you unhappy with his bull shit, you didn't deserve this. You needed rest.. to eat, you needed to be taken care of. Two more days and he'll be home.. he'll take care of you then, he's the one who did this to you.

He continued to run his fingers through your hair, a small yawn escaping your lips. He kissed your "you're tired baby, how about you take a nap on top of me? Rest, I'll be fine." Then after you slept he was going to get you in the shower and call someone to bring you some new clothes. "I'll go to sleep once you do," he lied. He wasn't tired, he's been sleeping for days. He just wanted to hold his beautiful fiancé in his arms, that's all he wished for and here you are.. He fucking loved you.

You nodded your head, placing a quick kiss on his lips. Gently, he guided your head to rest on his chest, leaning forward to pull the covers over both you and him. He laid back as you slightly scooted up, your head resting on his shoulder, his eyes instantly landing on your face. "I love you Illuso," you told him, your eyes resting on his.

"I love you too beautiful.. now get some rest before I put you to sleep with this monster cock. I can still fuck," he joked, his heart warming as he finally saw a smile appear on your lips.

"Okay.. beautiful," you replied back, a small giggle escaping your lips before you closed your eyes, smart to believe his threat. He would snatch these wires and needles out of himself and go to town on you, clap those cheeks and all but he would just save that for when the both of you were home. For now.. he was just going to hold you in his arms, his eyes not planning to leave your sleeping face.

[illussy]

Me acabo de dar cuenta que somos del mismo país 🇦🇷

Por fin encuentro a alguien que sea de mí país y hablé español por acá, SE SIENTE RE BIEN AAA

AAAAA QUEEE JODEMEEEEEEE

QUE HERMOSOO😭😭😭 ay te juro!!! me he encontrado un par de jojo fans latinas pero nunca de Argentina🥺💞

[illussy]

i wanna kiss farfalle soo bad they are so so cute😭💖

They will accept a kiss 😌💖

[illussy]

Could Farfalle and Melone be compared? I’d prefer people didn’t but there are similarities or comparisons. Such as both having some sort of shapeshifting stand. Also both liking to be menaces in my opinion. But in terms of the stand I think is more of nature vs nurture. Baby Face depends on nurture, or how Melone raises it. While it’s genetic disposition plays a good portion of how it’ll go, the other good portion is how Melone raises and teaches the Junior. Infinity On High on the other hand is dependent on the nature/environment and surviving/thriving based on what would be passed down through genetics in other circumstances. To protect himself, Melone is removed from the fight. To protect themselves, Farfalle gathers immunity during a fight (to either get away or fight back). Melone I imagine would be fascinated with Farfalle’s stand and constantly looking at Farfalle’s DNA to see how it changes. The two could work together if it weren’t for the fact that they’d both cause trouble together.

One of the concepts of their stand included them requiring the genetic/chemical makeup of the thing they’d turn into with a database of ones they had gathered beforehand (to add a weakness/clause to the stand). But I felt it was too similar to Melone’s especially if they were on the same team. Farfalle never needed a host for their stand like Melone does.

Second pic is just silly goofy things. A tweet I saw and thought of Farfalle right away. Prosciutto told them not to be suspicious.

[illussy]

rediscovered this thing I drew ages ago for a friend. I will share it with all of you so that anyone in need of company can perhaps find solace in Oku’s offer TuT

[illussy]

so art reqs are open? what about y/n falling asleep on melone, that would be so cute 🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞

Hope you like it!💜

[illussy]

I’ve had a dumb scenario bouncing around in my head for a bit that I’d like to request of you- Fem!la Squadra member hasn’t gotten up yet for whatever reason, so one of the boys goes to her room to get her. Turns out she’s still asleep and stubbornly refuses to wake up. LaSquadra member rips the blankets off her, unaware that she sleeps in the nude (bc it’s more comfy that way) Reactions? Who’s shocked, who’s mortified, who’s horny etc.? (Plz and thank you 🙏)

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[illussy]

Aaaaah I can’t believe I caught your requests open! I’m so excited bc I love your writing so much! Anyway, if it’s alright with you could you do some hc’s about la Squadra with a smol s/o who is like hella into power lifting? And because of that can pick them up no problem. I just hit my new PR on dead’s. 275 lbs bby! Theoretically I could probably carry any of them around no problem. Sorry if this is self indulgent and dumb I’m v excite asdfghjkl

i don’t know much if anything about powerlifting so i hope these are okay!! and omg, awesome job!! you are S T R O N K & P O W E R F U L 💪

Risotto raises an eyebrow in amusement when you bet him that you can lift him up with no problem. Sure, he can see how fit you are, but you’re small and he’s a huge slab of beef, essentially. You hear Risotto gasp for the first time when you successfully pick him up, despite the awkward height difference. It’s probably the first time he’s ever been picked up lovingly and during a fight… and he loves it. Risotto is totally into it and apologizes for doubting you. After that, he starts going to the gym with you.

Formaggio is a smaller guy compared to some of the other men in La Squadra, so he’s a bit miffed when you tell him you could easily pick him up. He might take it as an insult at first until he sees genuine happiness on your face. He’ll relent and mumble a ‘Fine, babe,’ immediately amused when you swoop him up in your arms bridal-style without having to put in much effort. Once you put him down he’ll give you a once-over before saying ‘That’s hot.’  He’s not a fan of the gym, but he may occasionally tag along to ogle you and glare at anyone who comes by to talk to you.

Illuso is tall and broad, so he’s skeptical of your claims that you could pick him up. He’s lifted you up plenty of times, impressed by how such a small woman has so much strength, but he never toyed with the idea of you picking him up. Imagine his surprise when you heft him up with a huge smile, making sure to give him a smack on his butt for good measure. He’s very amused. Illuso doesn’t like going to the gym, but he’ll listen intently when you tell him about your lifting accomplishments. 

Pesci blushes when you tell him that you could easily pick him up. It’s not that he doesn’t believe you… but no one has ever picked him up before. He hems and haws about it, afraid he’ll be too heavy, but eventually gives in and is overjoyed when you easily pick him up. He thinks it feels really nice to be the one being held and thinks it’s extra cute because of the size difference. Surprisingly, Pesci will happily tag along to the gym with you as long as you’re okay helping him start out.

Prosciutto scoffs and claims it’s ‘unladylike.’ He’s a bit of a shithead, so prove him wrong by hoisting him up over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes in front of all of La Squadra. Prosciutto’s face turns bright red and he sputters until you put him down, annoyed both by your smug look and the laughter of his teammates. He hates being proved wrong, and though it takes him a few days because of his pride, he apologizes for being rude and commends you on your strength.  

Melone has no issues with your claim. He’s a pretty skinny guy, so he’s happy to have you lift him up and gives you bedroom eyes when you do. Let’s just say he likes to be thrown around, so he’s very into your… skills. Melone is also intrigued by your routine and is actually rather interested in how you built up your strength, so he’ll happily tag along to the gym as your personal ‘cardio bunny’ while he watches you lift from the corner of his eye with his signature Melone smirk. 

Ghiaccio knew you were strong — he’s been going to the gym with you for a long time. He’s more than happy to have a partner that can keep up with him, but because he’s stubborn, he doubts your claims that you can lift him up. He hisses like a cat when you easily lift him into the air, screaming until you put him down. He is proud of you, though. He helps you keep track of your personal records and cheers you on.