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#oc: ciliegia bianco
sunnysssol · 14 days
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I have no art to post except these ones of Ciliegia and Risotto from,, I think September-October last year? They're still so fun to draw 🫣💖
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mariesmh-nuked · 3 years
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Everybody say "Happy Birthday Ciliegia" or suffer from broken phone and laptop chargers forever 🤧🤚💖
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daisy-dumpling · 4 years
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Something I wrote for @mariesmh ‘s Jojo Oc: Ciliegia Bianco! Hopefully I did her justice in this !
Ciliegia/ Erica belongs to @mariesmh
Promise
“Madre I’m home,” Erica spoke in somewhat of a hushed voice peeking into the rather quiet bedroom by cracking the door open just a bit. Looking into the room it wasn’t anything extravagant- just the basics along with some family pictures hanging, the only thing really standing out was the hospital bed. The metal hospital bed that was brought in as her mother’s health declined further; accompanying the bed was a slew of wires- Some attached to her- and a bedside table covered in various medicines.
But among it all, her mother sat.
Sat there simply reading a book of hers with her skin looking almost as pale as the pages of the said book; until she heard the voice of her daughter looking up to turn her attention to the doorway, giving Erica a little smile.
”Erica...come, come, how are you feeling?” She motioned with a frail looking palm, trying to be her mother as best as she could despite her worsening condition.
“I should be asking you that, you look like you got a bird’s nest on you head.” Erica replied now in a relaxed tone, moving into the bedroom making sure the door shut behind her.
“Psh, this is nothing. Besides I’ve seen a certain little girl who has quite the bed head.” She teased lightly followed by a coarse cough emitting from her throat, but yet she was unfazed being that this was the norm for her now.
“.......At least let me fix it a little...”
The coughing. The coughing always brought her back to reality of the situation. The hospital bed and medicine were one thing but the coughing was what really did it.But her mother was always so happy and brave for her throughout her illness....so she was determined. Determined to earn money for all the payments coming in, and determined to not to fall apart...not when her mother needed her help.
“If you insist....”
Taking a seat in the wooden stool set by the bedside table, Erica opened up the top drawer pulling out a hairbrush that was ready to keel over. With brush in hand she took the thin strands of her mothers long hair into fingers that were being more careful than usual and began to brush.
Brushing through her long hair, the air was then filled with idle chatter from the two of them(Mostly Erica); Erica telling her mother about the work she did today, how the stray cats were doing and so forth making her mother chuckle sweetly.For those few minutes it seemed as though everything was...normal again.
But once more reality had to butt it’s ugly head in to remind her-
Another cough came.
This one far more rough and sickly sounding than the last.So much that she needed to cover it with palm of her hand.Erica abruptly stopped her brushing feeling utterly helpless that she could only watch in concern as her mother struggled to catch her breath.When it finally settled both she and Erica were relieved-
until her mother moved her palm from her lips finding a severe amount of red droplets there.
“Madre-!”
Putting the brush to the side without a second thought, she replaced it in favor of a clean rag from the side table drawer quickly cleaning it up with a fearful but calm look in her brown eyes.
“I’ll call Dr.Farina and-“
“Erica...”
Her tone was different now.Nothing like the usual soft and lighthearted one Erica was used to.
“I’m reaching the end my Angel....you have to know this....”
“Don’t say that! I’m sure that you’ll get better! I’ll get another job to pay for better medicine! I’ll-“
“Erica R. Monteverde! Please....listen...”
Taken aback by her quiet but intense outburst.Erica obeyed settling back into the chair with an apologetic expression on her face.
“I...I’m sorry...”
“It’s alright sweetheart....I don’t want you to spend whatever time I have left working so much...you’ve already given up a lot, you should be in school with friends...”
Erica simply sat there in silence listening with eyes darting towards the ground at the mention of school.It was true that she had to stop in order to help pay for her mother’s medicine since what her aunt made wasn’t enough alone and the fact that her father hadn’t responded to any of her letters, speaking of now she barely saw her aunt from how much more she worked and when she was home she was dead tired by then...
Sighing, her mother slowly reached into the side table drawer to pull out what looked to be a velvet necklace case, opening it the content inside was a fine black silk choker with a shiny gold pendant attached to it.
“This was my mother’s....passed down to me when I was just a little older than you....”
Looking at the choker Erica admired the simple yet beautiful piece in front of her. Remembering a few photos of her mother when she herself was young wearing this.
“Take it...it’s just collecting dust now...it’ll pay off the bills for bit if you sell it....I should’ve given this to you sooner but-“
“Madre I...I Can’t do that...it was your mother’s.....”
“Don’t, it’s yours now...”
Closing and placing the box in Erica’s hands she leaned back into her pillow giving her a carefree smile.
“Use it however...just...go back to school and make friends... Promise?”
“I....I promise...as long as you’re here Madre....I promise....”
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sunnysssol · 1 year
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ciliegia 👍🍒
[ commissions open | do not repost ] jojo oc by sunnysssol
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sunnysssol · 7 months
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cil if being catholic was a disease
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sunnysssol · 1 year
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return of the queen
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sunnysssol · 3 years
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Teehee another one for the matching clothes set !! 🙈💖
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sunnysssol · 3 years
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Couples in matching clothes my beloved
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sunnysssol · 3 years
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Aaand last one!!! To be completely honest idk the first thing to shading leather. All I know is Shiny and it makes everyone look sm hotter / Also! I thought this could be like an AU where Riz is a metal/rock band's front man and Cil is like. A fangirl who asked to take this photo for funsies NNSNSN but yeah! 😻💖
[3/3]! ♡
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sunnysssol · 3 years
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updated ref sheet of my beautiful cherry girl whom I spoil entirely too much 💖🤞 she killed 50 people 💖🙏
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sunnysssol · 3 years
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They're taking a "how well do you know your BFF quiz 😳🙏💖
Transcript (2nd image):
Ciliegia: Riz, this one's for you; What color would you describe my eyes as?
3rd image:
Risotto: The color of honey as sunlight hits. The splinter of amber fire. The color left behind before the sky is painted pink and purple.
4th image:
Ciliegia: Eh..?
Risotto: I said "gold". Next question.
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sunnysssol · 3 years
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Cursed sequel 💔😢⛓🔪🖤🥀
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sunnysssol · 3 years
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yall look who at the MET 🤯🤯🤯
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sunnysssol · 3 years
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;0 ( suggestive, long post, formaggio x oc, prosciutto x oc, risotto nero x oc !!)
☆ Formaggio
Ciliegia had been skirting around the topic for a while– and while her and Formaggio had already done oral on each other before, she'd always hesitated to go all the way. He respected her wishes, and both of them just made do without penetration for a while.
All until Ciliegia had brought up the topic again, one night.
They'd both been curled up in the living room at Formaggio's place, watching a movie before one thing led to another, and they were both disrobed with nothing but just their underwear on.
"W.. will it hurt?"
She asks, voice uncharacteristically small and timid. It was obvious that she was very, very nervous.
Formaggio just chuckles, squeezing her hips as he pulled her panties down.
"I got you. Just relax and let me do the work, 'kay? You can pay me back in the future," He teases with a wink, spreading her soft thighs apart.
Ciliegia just nods– she was no stranger to pain nor did she not trust Formaggio, but she was a little bit anxious of being in pain in such a sensitive area... But she puts her faith in him, and judging by their very eventful night, it had more than paid off.
☆ Prosciutto
"Prosciutto... I have to tell you something," She speaks breathlessly, in between kisses.
"What is it?" Prosciutto asks, also breathless despite himself.
They hadn't been intimate up until this point– just.. apart from passionate make out sessions and mutual masturbation before one of them would go off to do something else or grow tired. But right now... after being away from each other for too long and being pent up had both of them practically pawing at each other, trying to get one another out of their clothes and into bed.
"I'm a..." Her eyes shift nervously. "...You know."
Prosciutto would almost be amused at how meek she was being, now that she's faced with getting to finally do... this. But he holds back any reaction that might upset her.
"I see," He says, pulling her close to kiss her forehead. "Do you want to stop here?"
"W-what!? No!"
This earns a smirk from him, and she huffs.
"J-just..." She swallows, looking up at him. "Please be gentle."
"I will," He says, taking the hand that wasn't cupping his face and kissing her knuckles. "But I warn you. "Gentle" may not be what you'll ask from me in the future."
As it turns out, they didn't need the far future to tell that Ciliegia had a thing for roughness. Luckily enough, Prosciutto was only happy to oblige.
☆ Risotto
Something about Risotto's quietness and general tendency to devote all of his attention to someone when they are all alone was– frankly, intoxicating– although Ciliegia hadn't counted on her getting drunk on it.
Risotto had not counted on himself longing for her touch either– she'd always been the more physically affectionate one, but since getting used to her lasting embraces and longing gazes... he finds himself unable to stay away for long.
Right now, he had her underneath him, face flushed, hair loose and fanning out on the pillows beneath her. She treads her fingers through silvery hair, sighing softly.
"We can still stop," Risotto murmurs, though he doesn't stop pressing kisses to her neck and collarbones. "Just say the word."
"I don't want you to stop," Ciliegia breathes, pulling him up and kissing him ardently. Risotto returns her fire, kissing her back and his hands wandering about, squeezing and rubbing.
"Make me yours." She pulls away, breathlessly.
Soon enough, the night was spent exploring each other's bodies, learning the most sensitive spots, and the best ways to please one another.
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mariesmh-nuked · 4 years
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Outfit swap time 😏😏😏
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mariesmh-nuked · 4 years
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ahaha bro imagine risotto being jealous ahaha wouldn’t that be funny bro i think it would be hilarious kinda 😳😳😳
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