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The Capo Will See You Now by Waywardinmate
Fandoms: ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure
29 Mar 2020
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After the events of La Squadra Redemption, Risotto wants to talk to Prosciutto alone while he has the chance.
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- Part 5 of The Daily Lives of Passione
- Part 2 of The Sexual Trists Of Passione
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05 Jun 2022
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Vanilla by gravy
Fandoms: ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure
24 Jul 2017
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There are different ways to unwind.
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- Part 3 of risopro stuff
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29 May 2022
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An Alternative Punishment by VentisLeftSock
Fandoms: ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure
27 Feb 2020
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Risotto clicked his tongue. "You're not trying to disobey me, are you?"
"N-no Capo."
"Good." Risotto smiled, but there was no kindness in his face. "Now, lean over my lap."
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03 May 2022
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Starting over by Moss_lizard
Fandoms: ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure
19 Jun 2020
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After the events of vento aureo Giorno uses GER to bring back la squadra and give them a second chance. With bruno and his men controlling the mafia now, they need their services to aid their plan. The story follows la squadra as they learn to navigate their new way of life.
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02 May 2022
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(this ain't) ordinary life by Desdimonda
Fandoms: ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure
14 Feb 2021
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One quiet, early morning as Prosciutto waits for his coffee to brew, he remembers fragments of what it took for him to get where he is now with Risotto. A moment of an ordinary, beautiful life.
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He'd never really questioned the stretch of his time in mafia and why he continued to walk its tracks, pulling trigger after trigger, until it felt strange when a day went by without the feel of iron (even after he’d gotten his stand, and the ease, the delicacy and priceless anonymity of murder sat in his palms, Prosciutto couldn’t let go of that gunpowder and gall). Its loud bite now a tempo to his ears. A background tick he couldn't shift.Alongside the smell of blood.
Sometimes he could smell it before it fell. A burst of trepidation in the air. Like petrichor. That moment just before the skies sighed, and wept. But instead of rain, blood.
Questions only started to touch his tongue, when Risotto did. A shake in his equilibrium. And suddenly everything was louder. Brighter. Quicker. And sometimes he had to catch his breath, after the way he looked, touched-
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02 May 2022
