#crime/mafia au

[lotusflowerbreakingthesurface]

[PX Fic Rec 114] 無頭

by vomisa72

Translated title: Headless

Relationship: Zhang Qiling/Wu Xie

Writer’s attribute: PingXie (unverified)

Rating: G

Status: Complete + Extra

Language: Chinese

Words: 298,221

Tags: AU Setting—Crime/Mafia AU, Criminal Investigation, Clear Water, Ambiguous Relationship, HE

What’s inside the fic: Third Person POV, Mysterious (to avoid spoilers) Ping × Police Officer Xie, Mystery/Suspense, Horror/Supernatural

Warnings: Mild Gore, Genderswap Da Kui → Pang Kui, a vicious(?) Wu Yiqiong, Minor Character Death

About this fic:

Wu Xie is a new police officer in recent years, he was assigned to work in the criminal investigation team. One day, they found a headless corpse in the mountains of the North District. And then the story began...

Personal opinion:

Honestly, I don't really remember the detailed plot since I read it a long time ago. At that time I hadn't read the book yet, so I couldn't judge the characterization, but I have a good impression of its story maybe because I'm fond of criminal investigation fics (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠) PingXie is very subtle here, that's why it's rated G, but remember that this is also a criminal investigation fic that deals with murder cases... Anyway it's an interesting story with canon ambiguous PingXie. The romance isn't the strong point, even until the end they are still ambiguous hmm... but overall, I like it! ✨

Where to read: AO3

[vicsy]

Fernando Alonso and Lance Stroll for Boss.

[dumbfucksystem]

imagine if the shen family was actually a part of the mafia. and shen yuan just never knew.

like his Family is rich and they are all super close. he’s even in contact with some of his distant relatives pretty often, which is kinda cool for him, he’s sure that this isn’t the case for most families so he considers himself lucky to know the extent of his family tree. sure, some of them seem to have lost a marble or two but what family doesn’t have a couple oddballs in their midst, you know?

and its not just sy’s comical obliviousness that contributes to this. his family is well aware that sy is not suited for this life style- especially his siblings. they grew up watching him get himself into all sorts of weird situations and putting himself at a disadvantage simply because he’s too nice. he can try and deny it all he wants (just like how he denies he’s gay- c’mon sy everyone can tell you are not straight) but his sense of justice would only burden him if he were to work for the Family. not to mention his sense of self preservation is absolute shit and they don’t want to have to babysit him his whole life- and he probably doesn’t want that either!

so they send him off to college, help him find an apartment, and basically do everything they can to help him start off on his own, away from the Family. his siblings had to do a whole lot of convincing to let this happen btw- this kind of thing usually isn’t allowed, but sy doesn’t know anything that could be used against the Family, so they make an exception in his case. better for them to not have a deadweight sticking around either is what they say but they all dote on him anyways and refuse to admit they care about him. sy definitely picked up this line of reasoning from them btw.

shen yuan is a little upset and confused that his Family seems eager to send him off (it’s not like they can’t afford for him to live with them after all- both of his older brothers still live in the Family’s massive house and even his aunts and uncles are living there??). he manages to recover quickly though. at least now he can read his web novels in piece without prompting any dick jokes (his cousins had a field day when they found his account with all of his pidw comments…). now he just needs to figure out how to live by himself.

it’s not that sy is incapable of taking care of himself- it’s just that he’s so used to having other people with him that he never understood how much they were doing for him until they were no longer around. but that’s fine, living on your own is just another learning curve and sy is willing to rise up to the challenge. which he did, by the way! he found a job and pays his taxes and even though that isn’t much he still gives himself a mental pat on the back for it. he is still in contact with his siblings, he never misses an update for pidw which he totally doesn’t get excited for and his life is going great.

……until he accidentally eats some expired food and dies.

[nicheguides]

What to Keep in your Vintage Car’s Glove Box

Lucky for you, a lot of these came with the car when you bought it from that russian lady in the fur coat!

[leverwings]

“Smith smirks, a creeping, sinister thing that twists his bland, symmetrical face into something decidedly evil, if Levi was stupid enough to think there was such a thing as evil.” 🚬

From Kraków.

[saltlog]

[soulsoffairlight]

I honestly just wanted to visualize what o,a!Err would look like and i fell in love with this drawing

*slaps it in your hands* enjoy I gues

[pureblisswrites]

A guide to getting kidnapped and escaping 101

Chapter 1: The Schrödinger's Kat

Prologue

"Alright then. If that's what you want." He sighed again before his eyes went dark and he leaned in closer towards you. "I should warn you beforehand though, curiosity killed the cat."

"And satisfaction brought it back." You reply.

Pairing: afab! Psychologist! Reader x Bang Chan

Word Count: 2.1k

Genre: Crime, mafia au, eventual romance, slow burn, comedy (an attempt was made)

Summary: You are a fairly renowned psychologist and therapist but definitely not renowned enough to be getting kidnapped in the middle of the night. Is it one of your past patients with a criminal record? You don't know what the kidnapper wants but now you finally find out.

This story takes place in the same universe as "A guide to accidental murder and cover up 101" but with a different reader. I suggest you can read that too if these kind of stories are your type. But both can be read as standalones too.

"Going somewhere doc?"

"Um no?" You try to lie. It was like your brain had turned into mush now that you were face to face with this scary unknown man.

He sighed deeply at your poor attempt at lying. "Please follow me." He said to you politely and started going into the direction you had come from. He didn't even turn once to see if you were following or not. You could try to run away but you doubted it would be useful in any way. So your best bet for now was to follow him. You saw as he removed his blood stained gloves swiftly and just dropped them on a table in the hallway, seemingly not bothered at all by the fact that he was staining the table in the process too. After many turns and taking a fucking lift to the 3rd floor, you finally reached the apparent destination as he opened a door and stepped to the side. "After you." He bowed lightly.

You stepped in to see the huge room. From the walls to the furniture, everything was the darkest shade of black. It had a huge glass window through which you could see the view of the city. The room was designed like an office of a rich ceo or something. A black table in the middle. With chairs on both sides. And a bookcase on the wall parallel to the window. It definitely did not have the kind of books you'd read because you could see a thick file with the word 'contracts' stamped on it with red. Another one was labeled as '0325 blueprints' with a black sharpie in messy handwriting.

That was all your eyes could take in before he cleared his throat and gestured for you to sit on a chair and took a seat behind the desk. "I apologise for staining your shirt. I'll have your clothes delivered to you soon." He said while folding his jacket's sleeves till his elbows. And oh his hands are very veiny for some reason.

"Uh... my clothes?" You ask in perplexity. Talking about clothes though, you notice he's wearing a black jacket with a red rose on it over his plain black shirt. You are just grateful his clothes aren't splashed with blood now.

"Oh right. I'm sure you would have many questions." No shit sherlock. "Please ask away whatever you want. I'll try my best to answer as long as the questions are appropriate." Appropriate? What did he think you were gonna question him about? His love life? Egoistical bastard. You wanted to roll your eyes but you would rather not test him for now.

"So... who are you?" The most important question. And the first one you asked your clients, although you had their information files with you. Oh how you wished you could have his information file.

"You can call me Chris." He answered with a slight and what you could only call proud smile. Did this guy really think he gave you a good answer? This was not some introductions meeting, you wanted to know what he did. Guess you'll have to be straight forward with him. Afterall he did say you could ask anything.

"What... work do you do?" You make sure to not say anything he might find offensive. Because you should be worrying about such a thing after seeing him literally splattered with blood.

"I'm afraid I can't answer that. It's... confidential, let's just say." Yeah you kind of knew he wouldn't tell you about him possibly committing murders just yet.

"Fine. Why am I here?"

"To cure me." He says while fidgeting with the two silver chain bracelets he's wearing on his wrists.

"Of what?" You question with furrowed brows.

"Uh I- I think I might be, and I don't know for sure of course, um going crazy." He mumbled nervously, a contradiction from the way he appeared in front of his men.

Now that interested you. Okay so maybe you were writing a potentially illegal research paper on criminals and their psychology but you couldn't agree to this, right? You did have access to talk to a handful of criminals but always under the surveillance of a camera with guards there. You couldn't ask the questions you wanted to. Not without raising suspicions about if you, yourself were a bit crazy. Plus he didn't look too threatening now that he wasn't covered in blood. And what will he even get out of hurting or murdering you? Atleast he wasn't one of the psychopaths whom you had reported to be sent in an asylum and he screamed "I'll kill you one day" and a bunch of other stuff you didn't wish to remember again as he was dragged away by the guards. And it wasn't like this man was hard to look at. Yes pretty privilege and the halo effect were very much really. You were a mere human afterall.

"That still doesn't explain why I'm here." You knew exactly why you were here by now but hearing what he had to say wouldn't hurt.

"Aren't you a doctor specifically for that?" He asked as if you were dumb. Maybe he was thinking you were stupid. Which is great. You don't want him thinking or rather, knowing that you're too smart, too soon.

"So... you need help?" You ask as if you are still confused.

"Whatever way you wanna put it I guess." So he couldn't even accept the fact that he needed help yet. Great.

"And you couldn't come to the hospital I work at like a normal person for that?"

"What do you think?" He raises an eyebrow and you have to accept he looks ridiculously attractive while doing so. Get it together, you scold yourself. "Look I can't tell you what it is that I do. But I think you're smart enough to know it's not something that allows me to just walk into government owned institutions." Oh you knew.

"I don't see how that's my problem? You couldn't find a private therapist or something?" Now this is something you hadn't actually figured out yet. Surely just hiring a private psychologist would be lot easier than whatever he was doing.

"Unfortunately for you and fortuantely for me, I don't settle for anything less than the best. And no private people were as qualified as you." Oh?

"How do you even know that?" You ask, now in actual confusion.

"A friend of mine attended your seminar on psychodynamic theory last year and he was thoroughly impressed by you. He was actually the one who reccomended you." Okay what the fuck? Only top detectives and goverment officers were allowed to attend that event as you had to go through some truly disturbing and stomach churning cases to explain your points. How did he even have friends there?

"How lucky for me." You remark sarcastically.

"I know this might be a difficult situation for you to adjust to and I'm deeply sorry for that. But please understand that there was no other way." He explains while brushing his dark hair out of his face.

"Oh sure, as if you couldn't just, I don't know drop by my home for a few sessions? Why do I have to be held captive to help you!?" Now you have to put your 2 years of being in drama club in high school to good use. You have to let him think you are just so distressed by this situation, as any normal person would be.

"What? No, no. You're not 'held captive' as you put it. I just needed to get you under my protection if I wanted to do this." Just as you think this man can't surprise you anymore, he says something that makes no sense in the image you are trying to put together of him.

"Why?"

"You don't think I've got people who are just dying to know my secrets that no one else does and the ones you'll get to know soon enough? They can kidnap you and not with the intention of getting... 'help', but with the intention of hurting you, unlike me. And I can't let that happen just because I'm an idiot who thinks there's something wrong with me." As soon as you heard the sentence "that no else does and the ones you'll get to know" your brain was overflowing with serotonin. In a world where everything was already discovered and no one kept secrets from you anymore, this sounded like the best reward you could get after hearing people's mediocre stories about their trust issues because that one boy broke their heart in 5th grade.

"'Think'? I haven't even talked to you that much yet and I already know there's a lot wrong with you. You don't think you can just murder people or do whatever it is that you do and live with a healthy conscience do you?" The fact that he "thought" there was something wrong with him was laughable at the best and downright sad at the worst.

He sighed again. "Right. But I want you to know that I'm not gonna force you to do this. If you don't want to do this, you're free to go. I mean you'll definitely need atleast a month of protection by my men because I know the news of you being here would've already reached to my... rivals, let's just put it that way."

"That reminds me, care to tell me how long have I been here for?"

He looks at his expensive looking watch before answering. "Somewhere between 20 to 22 hours." So it hadn't even been a day yet and his 'rivals' already knew about you being here? Just who was this man? He was like a messily wrapped present flowing wtih intrigue and enigma. So there was only one right answer at this point right?

"Kat and Nemo." You say, finally telling him the decision you made a while ago.

"Huh?"

"My pets. Get them here as soon as you can. They haven't eaten all day today, Oh my God."

"So- wait- does- does that mean you're doing this?" He asks in disbelief.

"No I just want to leave my pets here." You roll your eyes. "Of course, are you really that dense? And while you're at it, get my phone and laptop too." You could finally talk to him freely now that he had said he wouldn't hurt you... you think.

"Oh sorry I just still can't believe you agreed and-" he says incredulously.

"I'm sure we can talk later after you get my pets here." You get up to go to whatever room it was you were in.

"Where are you going?" He questions, standing up too.

"Back to that dungeon." You turn back to look at him.

"It's not a dungeon okay. If you don't like it, you can have another room." He stands right in front you.

"Fine then let me stay in your room." Yes he was hot but that wasn't the reason okay. Atleast not the only one. Maybe you would be able to study him more if you spent more time with him. For research, of course.

"What?" He asked dumbfoundedly. You were sure if he was drinking something right now, he would've choked.

"You heard me."

"Alright then. If that's what you want." He sighed again before his eyes went dark and he leaned in very close towards you. "I should warn you beforehand though, curiosity killed the cat." He whispers to you. So afterall he wasn't as dumb to not figure out your motivations yet. Yeah you didn't really do good in the drama club anyways.

"And satisfaction brought it back." You reply.

"Unfortunately nothing that is killed ever comes back to life." He says as if he's experienced it himself.

"Schrödinger's cat." You reply and watch his brows furrow. Of course he wouldn't know what that means.

"What does that mean?" He squints his eyes.

"Maybe I'll tell you some day." You shrug.

He rolls his eyes at that. "I'll send the contract to your room. Read it before signing." Wow so now you'll have to sign a contract? As if things couldn't get any more weird.

You were willing to do anything to unwrap the messily wrapped present that 'Chris' was. And maybe that was the first mistake you made before making many others that will lead you somwhere you couldn't even imagine yet.

A/N: look who posted finally after a whole month. I'm sorry for being late lol.

Comments and reblogs are very much appreciated!

Tags: @scuzmunkie @obeythemasters

[dceuheadcanons]

I'm entirely failing College and yes I should be focusing on that BUT!! I have another fic idea. One based off of my maladaptive daydreams, specifically. Mafia boss/club owner/crime lord & street kid Bruce Wayne AU. Based mainly around the The Batman 2022 and Gotham (series) timelines, along with Telltale Batman, with my own elements mixed in of course.

Selina gave him the Bat nickname, to conceal his real identity as a street kid. How did he become a street kid? Wayne Enterprises execs stealing all of his money and his house. Alfred tried to help, but he couldn't do anything about it and Bruce ended up on the streets.

It's sort of if Bruce was Jason, I guess. He adapted to the streets quickly, and at age 22 he started to take revenge on people. Before that, he had actually been actively asked by The League of Assassins to train with them. They wanted someone as vengeful and willing to do anything to survive as him on their side. Unfortunately.. he didn't really like how strict they were. He killed Ra's and allowed Talia to become the leader, returning to Gotham after.

He still adopts most of his kids! Not officially, but he uses his club to help people out. Shelter people that need it, feed people that need food, etc.

So!! Hopefully I actually finish the fic considering.. College. But hopefully my bad luck as of late means I actually do it.. the ao3 author life has found me lmao.. And yes I did write all of this in a class.

[bloopitynoot]

8 WangXian Mafia/Crime Au's

This list is for @yiling-laozu-is-loml but open to all please enjoy! If you want a specific Wangxian rec list - feel free to DM me, I would love to put one together for you!

NOTE: All of my lists are created using tried and true fics; I've read and loved them all! Request asks for this list:

Wangxian focus

bottomxian ONLY if applicable

if applicable (I don't think it has appeared in this fic at all) no yin iron plot- book canon only

Define mafia/crime aus: this includes anything in which they are apart of a mafia, gang, underground crime group, are assassins', spies, OR are targets/affected by one of the above categories.

CW: being the genre it is some of these fics get pretty dark/gory/and of course often feature Wangxian's canonical CNC- please heed the tags!

The list:

1 Shooting suns to get to you (3,368 words) by 2501987

Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Mature Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions of Violence Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Gangsters, Alternate universe - Mafia, Blood and Gore, Murder Husbands, Kidnapping, Gangs, Romance, Inappropriate Humor, Dubious Morality, Murder Family, Hurt/Comfort, Introspection, Aftermath of Violence, Not Beta Read, Don't Like Don't Read Series: Part 1 of You & Me Baby, We'll Eclipse the Sun Summary: it had been two minutes. Two fucking minutes.

NOTES: This fic says it's only just under 4000 works but trust me, all parts combine make a banger of a 130ishK story. This universe is a very dark ganster au featuring loads of freak4freak wangxian but also a decent plot! If you want a long and wild ride, this one is for you.

2 For good (6066 words) by apathyinreverie

Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Mature Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, mafia, everyone is a little darker, lxc really needs to practice those people skills, general warning for JGS, Domestic Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji/Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Praise Kink, Simp Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji, BAMF Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian Series: Part 20 of Wangxian collection, Part 13 of MDZS oneshots Summary: Wangji should have seen this coming. (Kind of mafia AU. Where the Jins are their usual treacherous selves but Wei Ying is perfectly capable of getting revenge. Which they absolutely deserve. For having made his Lan Zhan so much as frown.)

NOTES: A solid little BAMF WY, I love a good fic in which the Yiling Laozu is his absolutely debauched self. Bonus that he basically single handedly saves the Lans. Extra bonus for murder husband duo :'3 I just wish there was more set in this universe!

3 Rules, Rules, Fools (91487 Words) by 2501987

Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions of Violence Additional Tags: Alternate Universe,Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Gangsters, Alternate Universe - Gang World, Alternate Universe - Bodyguard, Violence, Gang Violence, Blood and Gore, A - Freeform, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Pining Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Mutual Pining, Protective Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji, Angst and Feels, Obsessive Behavior, Harassment, Denial of Feelings, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Sexual Harassment, Non-Consensual Touching, Explicit Sexual Content, Deepthroating, Somnophilia, Wall Sex, Face-Fucking, Not Beta Read, Don't Like Don't Read Summary: This was a request developed for SiennaAlessi. Inspired by the lines:“And baby, for you, I would fall from grace, just to touch your face.” (Don’t Blame Me, by Taylor Swift). Lan Wangji is personal bodyguard to Wei Wuxian (mafia kingpin), and they are pining for one another. LWJ is a stickler to the rules and doesn't make a move on WWX out of professional protocol/dumbassery. WWX pines unhappily, constantly tries to rile the other up or gain his attention in every unhealthy way possible - doesn't look after himself, drinks himself stupid, flirts with other men to make him jealous - anything to make LWJ admit they belong together. Someone else enters the game, before managing to threaten WWX's life, forcing LWJ to lose his shit and throw protocol out the window.

NOTES: Another fantastic mafia/gang/crime au by 2501987. This one features a rule abiding body guard LWJ and the Yiling Patriarch and resident baddy WWX. This fic includes SO MUCH pining but LWJ is a PROFESIONAL (mostly) and would NEVER (he absolutely does) hit on his employer. Meanwhile WWX does everything in his power to make LWJ break. Solid fic, I love their flirtations.

4 Baby, You Ain't Seen Nothing Yet (177680 words) by TriviasFolly

Chapters: 30/30 Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Omegaverse, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji, Omega Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Omega Lan Yuan | Lan Sizhui, Alternate universe - Mafia, Alternate Universe - Crime, Alternate Universe - Clans, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Sects are Clans, Feral Wei Wuxian, Feral Omegas, once again making WWX a feral murdering machine, Nurse Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Dark Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji, Dark Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Possessive Behavior, Possessive Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji, Wei Wuxian plays with his fem side, feminine Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, wwx's cannon desire to be a sugar baby/trophy wife, Breeding Kink, Mpreg, wwx tries to use lwj but catches feels, and lwj knew what he was doing all along, wwx posing as mo xuanyu, wwx 'secret' identity, meandering self indulgent plot, no seriously it goes where ever the vibes take me, No beta we die like wwx, WWX and LWJ have dating histories Summary: For thirteen years, Wei Wuxian had been cautious. He hadn't done anything that could risk his new identify as Mo Xuanyu. He'd distanced himself from anything that had to do with the Clans he grew up with. Only for one coworker's sick kid to cause his past to come hurtling back at him. His past, of course, is named Lan Wangji. And this time, he won't let Wei Wuxian go.

NOTES: This fic was so good! Mind the tags though my dudes, there is so much in this fic that can be a squick. It's got a solid plotline, A/B/O dynamics, gangs/clans, and so much plotting and scheming! Can our bby boy Wei Ying catch a break? Maybe!? Anyways a fantastic longform crime au but again, i cannot stress this enough, mind the tags.

5 Game Night (46683 words) by Hobbsy3

Chapters: 12/12 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Additional Tags: Kidnapping, Implied/Referenced Torture, Witness Protection, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Dark Comedy, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Protective Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji, Protective Jiang Yanli, Protective Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin, Actually protective everyone they're all pissed, Being Actually kidnapped during your fake kidnapping murder mystery party, Fusion with the movie 'Game Night', Mentioned Junior Quartet (Modao Zushi), They show up here and there but they're six years old, TGCF cameos if you squint, The Wen siblings do show up I promise, Just in a little while Summary: It was supposed to be a game - a fun challenge for Jiang Cheng's birthday, solving riddles and clues to 'save' Wei Wuxian from a gang of kidnappers. But things go dangerously wrong, and instead of a group of actors, Wei Wuxian is abducted by merciless men working for the most dangerous crime lord in the country. If his family cannot find a way to save him for real, the night may well end in murder… A loose fusion with the movie Game Night

NOTES: I LOVE this author so much, one of my all time fav WangXian Au writers. This author does such a good job of setting and describing a scene and then making you feel too many things. This is less directly Wangxian in the crime/gang au and more so them (read: WY) being affected by the AU. Truly when the murder mystery game night is TOO damn real.

6 Across the street to another life (99065 words) by danegen

Chapters: 13/13 Rating: Mature Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, unleashed au, Family Fluff, Set in America, Hurt/Comfort, Past Child Abuse, Addiction, Crime, Amnesia, Ableist Language, another fridged mother, POV Alternating, past wwx/ofc, past wwx/omc, Medium parent Yu Ziyuan, A-Yuan is wwx's biological son, Musicians, Happy Ending Series: Part 1 of Over the rainbow Summary: Wangji stays on the piano bench as they’re closing up. Wei Ying chews his lip, knowing what he’s going to do but horrified at himself. But what’s the alternative: kick the guy out and find him sleeping beside the dumpster in the morning? And that’s if the cops don’t take him in for vagrancy. “Wangji?” Wangji looks up. Please don’t be a serial killer. “So, we’re closing up for the night, but A-Yuan and I live upstairs. Do you want to join us for dinner?” Wangji blinks. His head bobs in what’s probably a yes. “Great!”   Fuck.   Or a ragged monosyllabic man wearing a collar shows up at Wei Ying's music store. Wei Ying and A-Yuan ask, is anyone going to adopt this guy? And then they don't wait for an answer.

NOTES: Okay, buckle up. Full disclosure your boy Wangji is Not Okay in this fic. Steer clear if descriptions of child abuse, torture, grooming bother you (they should be tagged honestly, even though it is a past mention, it was still so painful to read). This fic does have a happy ending but there is a ton of angst in it. This is another not quite Wangxian in the gang but rather linked/affected by the gang/mob.

7 Refuge (5281 words) by Leahelisabeth

Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Not Rated Additional Tags: Accidental Baby Acquisition, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Jin Rusong Lives, Single Parent Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji, mafia, Sort of anyway, Fluff, Koi tower is destroyed, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting Summary: A wet, bedraggled creature in black practically tumbled through the doorway, leaving puddles of dirty water in Lan Wangji’s recently mopped entryway. The creature threw back its hood to reveal itself. “Wei Ying?” Lan Wangji asked, incredulous. “I didn’t know where else to go,” Wei Wuxian said as he crumpled to the floor. After being gone for years, Wei Wuxian reappears on Lan Wangji's doorstep, and he's not alone.

NOTES: A shorter fic that is a child acquisition fic but also an impacted by the gang (sort of and loosely) fic. I love a solid "Lan Zhan is not the step father but the father who stepped up" plotline. Any fic in which Lan Zhan see's WY with a child and is like "I must keep and protect both of them" is my absolute favourite. Anyways this is basically a bunch of fluff.

8 Target Acquired (A Family) (11712 words) by relenafanel

Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, No Archive Warnings Apply Additional Tags: Assassins & Hitmen, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Modern with Magic, Cultivation Sect Politics (Modao Zushi), Accidental Baby Acquisition, Acquired family, Yiling Laozu Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, BAMF Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, BAMF Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji, Canon-Typical Violence, Family Feels, Disguise, Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian Wears a Dress, i can't believe that was a tag, Domestic Fluff, Comedy Summary: Wei Wuxian has been on his own for months. It’s easier to pull off surprise assassinations against the sect that destroyed the Jiangs if most people think he’s dead. He doesn’t expect Lan Wangji to join with his own vendetta against the Wen. And he certainly doesn’t expect to acquire A-Yuan in the middle of a job.   WTF do two assassins do with a child? Put him in daycare, of course.   A Buddy Daddies AU.

NOTES: When two assassins acquire a baby- what do they even do?? The answer is coparent, and also fall in love LOL. This is an adorable little fic that I absolutely wish was longer and made into a slowburn because the plot was such a brilliant idea. Two Assassins and a Baby makes a good cleanser between fics.

[ethereal-tempest]

Nanami lovers lemme yap to yall rq

Soooo I’ve been working on this mafia/crime boss!Nanami x reader ting for a while and I just wanna gauge who would be interested in me actually posting it :) below is gonna be a tease of what I’m working on, if the interest is there maybe I’ll post more chapters! if not I’ll just keep writing for myself 🙂‍↕️

Time. Something you never seem to have enough of these days.

Thud.

For the better part of six years, you’ve run yourself into the ground giving time for the family, and time for the business, going overtime to make both succeed but only finding success in one and clinging to survival in the other.

Thud.

And now here you were wasting precious time… beating the shit out of some hot-headed scum. At your feet groveling on his knees sat Haruta, a low-life and deceiving arms dealer that you have the unfortunate choice of doing business with or rather had.

“Fuck! I— I don’t know.”

You ceased your punching, grabbing a fist full of the golden hair, “who have you been selling me out to Haruta?”

“N-no one I-I just gots your shipment mixed up—“ “FOUR TIMES—“ your gloved knuckles connect with his face once again, and again and again and again hitting him a total of four times before his body slumped back to the floor. Heavy labored breathes escaped your mouth as he weakly inhaled and exhaled, “Four times is not a fucking mix up, so tell me the truth…” your eyes catch sight of movement just behind Haruta's crumpled body, Maki's hand raises to her ear, listening to the person on the other end speak before turning to you. She takes quick steps around Harutas weak form, being her lips to your ear to whisper,

“Nanami is here.” You grit your teeth in irritation, there was once upon a time when that name brought you joy, and happiness even, but now the name was nothing but a bitter reminder. “Fucks he want?” Maki ducks her head again continuing to listen before leaning in again to whisper, “Says he’s gotta talk to you about something.” You sigh eyes rolling on their own, “I don’t have time for his bulls—“ “They’re saying he’s insisting on it, boss.”

A wild snarl leaves your lips, leg coming out to kick Haruta in the stomach, you weren’t dressed for this, not with combat boots black cargo pants, and a matching shirt.

“Put them in the Platimum section and lock it down. I’ll be with him shortly.”

Maki nods her head and relays your message,

Stepping over Haruta you turn to Nobora, “Stay with this bastard, make him talk. Maki with me let’s see what the blonde fucker wants.”

You walk into another room taking your time to change into your outfit for the night, a simple mini skirt with a corset top, thigh-high boots, and various accessories adorn your body accompanied by your LV purse.

Re-emerging from your room you find Maki has changed too. She previously wore an outfit similar to your old one and now wore a simple but sleek suit combination, using a lace bra in place of a shirt looking more fashionable that most bodyguards but still as intimidating.

Without a word she falls instep behind you, the subtle sounds of club music tickling your ears as you inch closer to the door of your hidden passageway.

You exit from just behind the bar, making a small stop to grab your favorite drink and continue your course.

What does he want now of all times… stupid pretty bastard. It has been years since the two of you were anything even resembling friends, let alone lovers. Both of you both grew up knowing of your fathers' double lives and went on to become their heirs assuming their obligations to leading double lives as well.

Your eyes scan the crowd around you, Mei Mei had brought in quite the crowd tonight good… the emptiness wouldn’t do you any favors if the conversation turned heated.

Finally, your eyes settle on the blonde man who came in search of your attention and it looks like he brought company.

Before you could even touch the stairs to begin your ascension to the section he had his eyes on you. A smirk graces your lips as you watch his eyes drag up and down your body before meeting your gaze.

Maki opens the rope for you to walk through, and you give a general greeting to Nanami and two additional men he has with him, watching as they stand at your arrival. “Gentleman—“ your greeting is interrupted as a strong hand snakes around your lower back pulling you into a firm chest, your eyes snap up and meet gorgeous winter blue eyes. “Baby you look stunning, it’s been too long.”

Gojo tucks his head into your neck leaving quick kisses as he makes his way up to your cheek, placing a much longer kiss before pulling back to look into your eyes. “I’ve missed you too Satoru, if I knew you were here I would’ve worn something better” A playful laugh leaves his mouth as you hear someone clear their throat.

You peer around Gojo's shoulder to see Getou and take on a shy smile while Gojo's hand slips from your waist being replaced by Getou, “Sorry about him, he pregamed before the rest of us” You simply nod your head already able to tell the white-haired man had a head start, “That being said” Getou leans down to whisper in your ear, “You do look captivating Darling, I’m sure this is driving Nanami mad.”

You bite your lip as Suguru pulls back, watching as his eyes look just over your shoulder and follow his gaze to where Nanami stands waiting to be acknowledged. He wore a nonchalant expression on his face but the vice grip he had in his cup betrayed him.

Your head shakes from side to side as you try to ignore the heated gaze you caught in his eyes and simply turn back to Getou while whispering, “One can hope so.” His chest rumbled with his husky laugh and you couldn’t help but join. The two of you quiet down and you slam back the rest of your drink, preparing to set it down and ready to finally give Nanami some attention.

Warmth replaces the chill left in your hand as you were tugged out of Getou's grip. You stumble only slightly before you catch yourself with both hands on Nanami's chest, you look up at him through your lashes and see a mix of emotions in his cold eyes, they soften slightly as he takes one of your hands in his while the other snakes around your lower back drawing you closer to him. There was something about his touch that caused your mind to think back to when you felt it constantly when you woke up, as you went to sleep, when you showered, when you laughed, while you cried, while you fu—His plush lips leave a heated kiss against your tender knuckles and you slightly wince at the action drawing you back to reality and Nanami’s eyes back to yours in an instant, before he further inspect your hands.

Even under the low light of the club he could see your knuckles were inflamed and slightly swollen from trying to beat information out of Haruta just a moment before their arrival.

“What’s this about?” He says as he gently caresses the back of your hand while drawing little circles on your lower back with his other hand and you have to fight the liquor that's quickly trying to think for you, “Don’t do that Ken— Nanami.” You slip your hand from him but don’t leave the slight hold he has on you, “Don’t what?”

You see the hint of smirk beginning to form on his lips and know he knows what you’re referring to, “What happened to your hand?” He asks instead, hoping to get an answer this time, “None of your concern.” Nanami observes you for a moment before humming and says, “If you have a moment from pummeling people into the ground I need to talk to you.” “We are talking, here now.” He rolls his eyes and it’s his turn to say “Don’t play with me.” You roll your eyes at his response, “But you know I love to play Nanamin.” “You know I hate that name.” You smile sweetly up at him happy to see the slight anger in his eyes, “If you want to talk business we’re going have to wait, you guys just got here and I have appearances to keep up with.”

He hums as he walks you back until your back hits the rail he asks, “So what do want to do in the meantime?”

You watch as he brings your hand up into his before placing it on his chest, you wet your bottom lip as you feel the warmth he radiates through his shirt beneath your fingertips and continue skimming, briefly touching the skin of his chest. Your eyes follow the path of your hand until your hand lands on his cheek and your eyes find his again, “Dance…” he smirks and your eyes fall to his lips as you bring your thumb to gently stroke his bottom lip and say, “with Geteo.” His face falls and you can feel the annoyance rolling off of him as he stands tall no longer pressing you against his body and the rail.

——

So what we think

[duckimate]

Mumbo K. Jumbo - Aqua Town’s right-hand man

[rainbow-neko-artblog]

Watching Captain Darling interact with all the other AUs in my past time has been utterly rotting my brain away. He is so sweet and he just wants to give everyone large pirate hugs and apple cider PLEASE.

[bookmark-extraordinaire]

I recently had a conversation with a friend that made me realise that (maybe) people might not know that the Italian mafia still exists and actively operates all over Italy. Like, the general international public has this old-timey idea of the mafia that stops at the 1950s, with Al Capone, seedy bars, car chases with tommy guns etc. etc. or at least that seems to be the case for the people who don’t live in Europe, or otherwise close to Italy.

So, I made this poll. DISCLAIMER: this poll is NOT so i could judge people in any way. I can’t really fault anyone for not knowing about a problem so tied to Italian soil and culture, I was just curious.

NOTE: I’m not making a distinction between the actual Mafia, Camorra, Ndrangheta etc. etc. just pretend that all Italian organized crime is one big thing for the sake of this poll.

[leverwings]

"He puts his hand on Levi's neck, and flowers spring up between his fingers." 🍃

[zu-is-here]

My fav scene from Goncharov (1973) ft. kross!! <3

And the most tragic one—