Actually No, I Am Gonna Think More About Risotto And His Smoking Habits Because Im Exhausted And Have

Actually no, I am gonna think more about Risotto and his smoking habits because I’m exhausted and have to pull double shifts for the rest of this week:

Pretty big on the “don’t smoke/take your own merchandise” vibe. Drugs were never the biggest allure to him with Passione. The promise of money and maybe a touch of security was what really pulled him in. Taking over the drug trade on behalf of the Boss’s death would’ve only been a financial bonus to him and the rest of his team. Gotta remember that that was never his original goal or a goal at all really.

On that note, Risotto does enjoy a good cigarette every once in awhile. He used to smoke more when he was younger, but started noticing how it could be a bit of a giveaway during stealth missions. Which, knowing how he improved his style over the years, eventually became a non-issue.

Risotto doesn’t smoke often for a few various reasons: 

One reason is Metallica – if he can’t breathe well enough because his lungs are fucked up, then there isn’t enough oxygen in his blood to adequately use Metallica to their full potential. So no, he’s no chainsmoker.

Another main reason is based on the type of cigarettes that he smokes. Risotto almost exclusively prefers clove cigarettes, or kreteks, over any regular, tobacco only based cigarette. 

He doesn’t have any specific brand that he picks over the other (namely because kreteks are harder to find in Italy) but he does like the Djarum brand. If he can find a pack of Djarum Blacks, then that’s constantly his go to. Mostly because they’re very similar to the type Rabbani used to smoke.

Speaking of Rabbani, Risotto picked up the habit about two years after Rabbani’s death, when he was 16. He could never find the exact brand his cousin used to smoke, but honestly sort of prefers it that way.

The only person he really trusts to get the right brand and the right type of cigarettes for him is Prosciutto. The man has a very keen understanding of how important the right brand of smokes can be for a person. The feeling is mutual between them and Ris will always pick up a pack or three of Prosciutto’s favorites when he has to go on a shopping run.

The spicy sweet flavor of kreteks remind him of his Nonna and the family he grew up with. A lot of the cooking and flavorings for teas and cakes involved cloves, cinnamon, coriander, and vanilla, which are all flavors mixed in with the cigarettes he smokes.

So yeah, they’re pretty big nostalgia bombs for him and really only smokes them when he’s really stressed, spiraling, or feeling reminiscent.

The most he’s ever smoked at any given time was right after news of Sorbet and Gelato’s death reached La Squadra. 

He probably went through a pack a week for the next month and a half leading up to the funeral and only slowed down because the numbing agent found in cloves was affecting him a bit too much. The entire hideout still has a lingering spicy perfume that only gets stronger near Risotto’s room.

Okay, when I say I want to be bratty for Abbacchio, I mostly mean that I just want to be needy and push his buttons as I rub up against him, wear revealing clothing, nuzzle at his crotch and whine about how badly I need him… I wanna be his bratty, needy little princess who’s so cockdrunk that she can’t help but beg for his cock 💓

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Leone who laughs when I’m focusing on nailing the pronunciation of a new word or phrase in Italian. I’m so adorably stubborn when I can’t master a certain sound, repeating it over and over or trying to break down the syllables of the word slowly until I can get it right. He finds it endearing.

Mmm ok. Sleepy. Emotionally I am cuddled between two goth boyfriends who love me and kiss my chest when I’m having pains. They know I feel safe and cozy bundled up between them. 😴🥰

"i could fix him" "i could make him worse" well i could make him put cat ears on