#ten mafia au

[venomous-qwille]

it's his halloween costume guys

[ericshoney]

Thrill Ride ~ Chapter ten (SMUT)

Warnings: Smut, alcohol, smoking/vaping, drugging, unprotected sex, virgin.

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The twelve soon arrived home and it wasn't long before drinks were flowing and some of the guys were smoking or vaping. Lottie didn't know what was going on with her body, but she felt very horny. She didn't say anything to the guys to start with, having a glass of wine and a bit of Juyeon's vape again, now getting addicted to the sweet taste. Lottie danced around, soft music playing in the background, as if she was on cloud nine and the guys watched happily.

"It's working." Kevin said to Sangyeon, who smirked wildly.

"Fantastic. Who's first?" He asked.

"Only fair I get her first since I won the race!" Eric exclaimed.

"If you say so." Changmin replied with a scoff.

Lottie was oblivious to the group of males talking, her mind fuzzy and overtaken by the alcohol, vape and the drugs she didn't know she had been injected with. She soon felt a pair of hands around her waist, making her giggle as she turned to see Eric.

"Hey baby, having fun~" He cooed, his mouth close to her ear.

"Hmm." She mumbled, his hands tightening on her waist.

"Well, how about we make the night even more fun." He suggested.

Lottie looked up at the male when she felt another pair of hands on her waist, just above Eric's. She looked to see Juyeon this time, the male giving her a sweet smile.

"What's....what's going on?" Lottie called.

"Don't worry darling, let us reward you for being so good for us." Juyeon whispered kissing her head.

Lottie then noticed all the guys had crowded around her, as if she was their prey. Her core felt extra hot and her panties already wet slightly. 

"You want a reward don't you love?" Jacob called.

"Make this night special." Haknyeon added.

"Make us proud." Younghoon said.

Lottie's mind wandered, her thoughts only on fun, not the logic. She nodded and smiled wide, making the males smirk. Eric threw her over his shoulder, carrying her to his bedroom and she was quickly thrown on the bed, her clothes removed and Eric's soft lips on her neck.

Lottie let out a small moan, Eric's rough but warm hands roamed her small body, his hands feeling large against her curves. He soon reached her core and chuckled, feeling how wet it was already.

"Wet already princess~" He whispered, sucking on her neck.

"Hmm....please." Lottie grumbled.

"Please what, my baby?" He asked.

"Please....take me." She moaned, as Eric rubbed her clit.

"Aww baby, are you a virgin?" He called, making Lottie nod.

"It's okay princess, I'll be gentle." He said, kissing her cheek.

Lottie nodded again and moaned as Eric slipped a finger into her. He laid her down, moving his digit slowly, before adding another. Once he thought she was ready, he rid of his clothes and lined himself up, no protection at all.

"Ready baby?" He asked.

"Yes, please." She begged.

Eric smirked and kissed her roughly as he pushed himself into her. He groaned at the tightness as she moaned into his mouth, his hands by her head to steady himself.

"Hmm fuck, so tight." Eric moaned as he pulled away from the kiss.

"Hng...fuck!" Lottie screamed.

"Move...please." She added.

Eric smiled and kissed her forehead, moving gently. Both moaning loudly for the others to hear. Eric soon picked up the pace, the bed banging against the wall, as he felt Lottie tighten around him. She moaned in pleasure, the drug making it easier for her to feel it.

"Close...so close." She called.

"Cum for me, princess." Eric whispered, kissing her earlobe.

Lottie then screamed in pleasure, the orgasm crashing over her body. She sighed happily as Eric came deep in her, the boy smirking as he pulled out and made her whimper at the empty feeling. He kissed her head once again.

"Don't worry baby, you'll be getting much more tonight~" He sang.

Just then, the door opened, revealing Hyunjae, the elder male smirking and was already shirtless. He walked over and picked Lottie up in his arms, carrying her bridal style to his room. Lottie's mind was even fuzzier, her body just screaming for more and one thing she knew, is she'd get much more that night.

[widdlediddle2]

midnight doodles with ev

[russetruse]

Twinktober: The ultimate soup

Day 10: Layered Madness

I am still alive! Just my health has been pretty bad recentally. But I am still striving. Welcome to another unpaid Installment of Twinktober: The ultimate soup! Day 10: Layered Madness. I don't know I just wanted an excuse to draw Mafia!au Dio' Sorry about the lodge podge of Coloring styles On this one I kept forgetting which brush /had been using, oops. But I enjoy the way it turned out. So enjoy @lizadale's Dio in an alley with unexplained "ketchup" on himself. Enjoy the hidden spoils on this piece; the crews hidden spoils and other ones spread throughout.

below the cut is an alt version I enjoy as well.

Tonight at 11, Breaking News With Toad News! More info on the recent missing person cases!

[tyrannuspitch]

not to ruin anyone's fun of course but ask [character] blogs are a fundamentally broken concept to me bc i just don't believe any of those people would be on tumblr at all, much less politely informing random people of their deepest inner thoughts and/or takeaway pizza preferences

[butchfoolish]

Mafia!vegetta needs a therapist. And honestly so does 90% of the mafia au

Funny you should say that, because he initially took issue with Foolish continuing to see his psych when they started dating, because for obvious reasons he was not super happy about the possibility of Foolish accidentally letting slip anything about what Vegetta does. Eventually Foolish gets it through to Vegetta that he is going to have to trust Foolish, or this relationship just won’t work. And Vegetta really wants their relationship to work, so he concedes.

(Sorta. For a while he shows up to pick up Foolish after appointments and just stares down the poor psychologist from the end of the hall as Foolish talks to the receptionist. He’s under strict orders from Foolish not to make any threats or anything, but he’s trying to explode the guy with his mind.)

Honestly this is such a rich vein for both comedy and drama, because mafia!Vegetta is literally the guy that’s like “I don’t need to pay someone to tell me I’m secretly gay and want to fuck my dad, I already know that 🙄” and Foolish is like “Jesus Christ, not what it’s for, but okay” as he strokes Vegetta’s hair in bed. Obviously a partner isn’t a replacement for an actual professional, but given what Vegetta does for a living, he can’t exactly go to therapy.

And besides talking about stuff with Foolish, Vegetta is kinda doing his own version of talk therapy which is where he and Maxo sit outside for 6 hours on the weekend watching football (soccer) and talking about Vegetta’s daddy issues while drinking beer and chainsmoking. It’s not going to help with the stuff he doesn’t want to talk to Maxo about, but at least he’s got an outlet.

[an-annyeoing-writer]

Inappropriately excited to be moving out to a big city;;;;;

[after-midnight-rp]

❞ Will we both go home alive? ❝

― After Midnight ; a place that is rising from the ashes searching for redemption after the world had found its end. This is the place where many survivors do find their spot in hope to find a way back to life — yet life is never going back to how is used to be. Or maybe it is never meant to return to its old ways … creating a new reality within.

Only one question remains that only you can answer: Will you come and join the light? Or bask in the glory of darkness?

Come and join, after midnight.

Welcome to After Midnight RP including: ⟫ facebook based ⟫ 18 + , AU ⟫ smut , gore , post apocalyptic , semi-gang ⟫ semi-lit to literate ⟫ master x slave

↬ The Lore and World ⎰ Races ⎰ Apply 101 ⎰ Rules and Guidelines ⎰ Masterlist ⎰

[breadraccoon]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Spider-Gwen (Comics), Silk (Marvel Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Cindy Moon/Gwen Stacy | Spider-Gwen, Felicia Hardy & Cindy Moon, Matt Murdock & Gwen Stacy | Spider-Gwen Characters: Cindy Moon, Gwen Stacy | Spider-Gwen, Felicia Hardy, Matt Murdock (Earth-65) Additional Tags: Mafia AU, thieves, Bodyguard, 1950s, Kind of. It’s an alternative past, Period-Typical Homophobia, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Gwen Stacy | Spider-Gwen Needs a Hug, Cindy Moon fell first but Gwen Stacy fell harder, First Meetings, Fluff, More the concept of a storyline than a complete story, Alternate Universe - No Powers Summary:

Ask Cindy three years ago and never would she guess that she had partnered up with the greatest thief in New York City. But here she was now, working with her as she searched the criminal underworld for her brother. Only, new trouble is brewing. The old Kingpin was found dead with a stomach full of lead. No one seem to know this new man who has taken the Kingpin's crown. His plans and true ambition are a mystery that have all the gangs on their toes.

With the new Kingpin comes a new bodyguard. One who might be the crack they need to reach all of their goals.

(Heads up!!! This is more the beginning intro to a storyline than a complete story)

[minimomoe]

Love Bites Masterlist

You gave Toji Fushiguro a sweet tooth he doesn't want to get rid of.

Baker Fem Reader x Toji Fushiguro (mafia/yakuza au)

tags: Fluff, grumpy x sunshine, found family, a little angsty but nothing too bad, marriage proposal, established relationship, (last chapter only: kitchen sex, creampie, oral- fem receiving, other sexxy funtime stuff)

word ct: 15.1k, 11 Chapters

Chapter One: Apple Cinnamon Spice

Chapter Two: Chimayo Chai

Chapter Three: Mint Chocolate Chip

Chapter Four: Apple Cider

Chapter Five: Pumpkin Spice

Chapter Six: Warm Water

Chapter Seven: Eggnog

Chapter Eight: Sparkling Juice

Chapter Nine: Mint Chocolate Chip Pt. 2

Chapter Ten: Yes

*Bonus!!*

*nsfw

M.list || Ao3 || Twitter || Ko-fi

[ericshoney]

The Mafia Boss ~ Chapter ten

Y/n's POV

The last couple days have been strange. I have spent most of it in my new bedroom. Jay and Jake went to my apartment and moved all my stuff here, Sunghoon's orders. I've been "under watch" apparently too, so I wouldn't try to escape. I was getting thirsty so I went down to the kitchen to see Sunoo there.

"Hey Sunnie, what's good to drink around here?" I ask the younger male.

"Beer, beer, wine, water oh and beer." He tells me.

"You have coffee?" I question.

"Oh yeah, want some beer with that?" He responds with a laugh.

"No thanks, make it strong please." I reply as he starts to make it.

I sit at the counter, thinking quietly, when a hot black coffee is placed in front of me. I look up at Sunoo with a smile.

"Thank you." I said to him.

"Of course Noona." He responds.

"I told you before, don't call me Noona, I'm only a year older than you." I tell him.

"Okay. So you look like your thinking about something, want to share?" He offers.

"I need to ask Sunghoon something, don't think he'll really like it." I admit.

"What is it?" He asks.

"I need to go back to my old job, collect a few things." I reply.

"He won't like you wanting to basically go out." He said, making me nod.

"I know, where the hell has this control come from?" I ask.

"Him being a boss." Sunoo replies with a shrug.

"What, I get wanting to run a business, still don't like the fact all of you are in this dangerous business, would much rather you own a bakery or something, but the control over all of you and his little sister I can't get by." I said.

"There's not much we can do, we just go with it and hope you being back in his life, he'll lighten up again." He replies.

I nod and realised as we talked I had drank all my coffee. I give Sunoo a smile, placing my mug in the sink.

"Thanks for the coffee Sunnie, I got some sweet talking to do." I said, making him laugh.

"Yeah right, have fun." I wave and head towards Sunghoon's office. When I reach the wooden door, I knock, I could hear voices inside.

"Enter." 

I open the door to see Sunghoon sat at his large desk and Beatrix stood next to him.  Both siblings smile at me, Beatrix's smile brighter than her brother's.

"Hey Park siblings, Bea, mind if I chat with your brother for a moment please?" I ask the younger girl.

"Sure, I'll go see if Jungwon has any information." Beatrix replies, turning to her brother, who nods.

Beatrix leaves the room and shuts the door. Sunghoon looks up at me from his chair.

"What brings you to my office my love~" He asks.

"I need to head out." I tell him, ignoring the old nickname.

"What for?" He questions, raising an eyebrow at me.

"Need to head to the club I worked at." I tell him.

"Why?" He questions.

"Need to collect a few things I left behind in my locker, including my last pay check. I haven't officially quit yet." I remind him.

"Okay then." He said with a nod.

"Cool, so can I like just go now....why are you getting up, and putting on your jacket?" I ask, noticing his movements.

"Driving you." He responds shortly.

He walks past me and towards the garage, I follow behind and see him already in his car. He rolls down the window and looks at me.

"Come on then, you didn't think I'd let you go alone did you?" He calls with a cheeky smirk.

I sigh and get in the passengers seat as he drives uptown. At least I can see Lia once more.

[vivwritesfics]

Set The World On Fire

Masterlist

Lando Norris had been incredibly angry when they met. Incredibly angry, but sweet enough to help her. Turns out he just needed somebody to talk to, somebody to be there for him.

He was easy to fall for, and that put her in a world of danger

Mafia AU

34.8K

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

What Happened To Bruiser

Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-Two

[bee-the-loser-recs]

~~~☼ My Jaehyun One-shot Fic Recs ☼~~

𖤓 Send in the clowns By @smileysuh 10.6k, Haechan|Mark|Jaehyun x reader, college au, frat boys NCT, best friend Jungwoo, friends to lovers, karaoke friends, smut, polyamory, slight fluff, Halloween parties, dressing up

𖤓 The V week spy By @smileysuh 20.1k, Jaehyun x reader (romantic) ft. Haechan | Yangyang | Jungwoo | Jeno, college au, frat house NCT, sorority member reader, stupid traditions, no strings attached situation, smut, slight fluff

𖤓 Racer By @smileysuh 6.7k, street racing au, brother's rival Jaehyun, Jonny is reader's brother, fluff, smut, slight angst, accidents, car crash, star crossed lovers, secret relationship

𖤓 Christmas Puppy By @smileysuh 11k, university au, fratboy Jaehyun, best friend's brother trope, boy next door, secret romance, holiday times, sneaking around together

𖤓 Sandwich By @smileysuh 11.6k, Jungwoo x reader x Jaehyun, frat au, established relationship between Jungwoo & reader, inviting Jaehyun to join, polyamory, basketball players Jungwoo & Jaehyun, reader is referred to as "Ducky"

𖤓 No guidance By @yutaholic 20k, pregnancy au, long term fwb/dating, struggling to commit to a relationship, child birth, smut, angst, fluff, heavily dialogue

𖤓 I'll always be here By @jaehyunsprincesspeach Comfort, reader has had a bad week, mentions of stress and burn out, fluff, slight sad vibes, cuddles, falling asleep together

𖤓 Rose bud By @hazyhae 9.2k, college au, non-idol au, stoner Jaehyun & reader, college parties, jealousy, smut, angst, slight fluff, fuckboy Jaehyun, misunderstandings & miscommunication, pining, borrowing clothes

𖤓 Ordinary By @markiemelon Drabble, fluff, Idol Jaehyun, coffee shop worker reader, Jaehyun slips her his number, cute

𖤓 Freaks I By @2jaeh 8k, college au, romantic interest, smut, slight fluff, art students, flirty relationship with friends Ten & Taeyong, poly themes, technically cheating as Jaehyun has a girlfriend, preppy!Jaehyun, badgirl reader

𖤓 Stars, moons & other celestial bodies By @kiachiako 26.7k, retro themed au, brother's friend trope, childhood crush, pining, Taeyong is reader's brother, coming of age, slight age gap, home for the summer, angst, fluff

𖤓 Trust me not By @starillusion13 9.1k, Boss unit x reader, mafia au, angst, slight fluff, keeping secrets, anniversary surprises, themes of betrayal, getting shot, open ending

𖤓 Foreign swaggers By @starillusion13 8k, Jonny | Jaehyun | Mark x reader, brother's best friend au, Taeyong is reader's brother, shared vacation, smut, fluff, polyamory, enemies to friends to lovers, drinking

𖤓 Strawberry Sunday By @babbymochiiii Non-specified au, DoJaeJung x reader, ice cream shop workers, flirting, polyamory situation, mutual crushes, smut, slight fluff, shy natured reader, inspired by the song "Strawberry Sunday"

𖤓 Quarantine Chronicles 1, part 2, part 3 By @domjaehyun 28.5k & 55.3k & 43k, Quarantine au, Jaemin | Jaehyun | Jungwoo | Johnny | Mark | (Jeno | Haechan in part 3 only) x reader, roommates (except Mark), friends with benefits situation, lots of tension & flirting, smut, slight fluff, crack, Jaehyun & Mark have actual feelings for reader

𖤓 Fiending By @domjaehyun 27.1k, Jaehyun x reader x Jeno, college au, fratboys NCT, smut, incubi Jaehyun & Jeno, alcohol, parties, long term "pining", potentially triggering, mild humour

𖤓 Hot girl bummer By @domjaehyun 6.2k, non-idol au, brother's best friend trope, smut, kind of enemies to lovers, sexual tension, strong feelings

𖤓 Make a mess out of you By @domjaehyun 5.8k, non-idol au, established relationship, reader is eating a popsicle, beach trip with 127, jealousy, smut, reader is rather innocent

𖤓 If you need a lover By @suhnshinehaos SMAU, university au, pure fluff, valentines day dates, mutual crushes, gift for Jaehyun's birthday, Instagram posts

𖤓 Love grows By @juyeoniemyhoney 2.1k, model Jaehyun, long time friends to lovers, head over heels Jaehyun, suggestive nature, fluff

𖤓 Romanée-conti By @yougotthatbilly 24k, sugar daddy!Jaehyun, slowburn, smut, development of feelings & attachment to one another, pet names, initially no sexual component to the relationship, slight fluff

𖤓 Coming of age By @gamerwoo 5.5k, soulmate au, body swap soulmark, accidentally "traumatising" friends, fluff, continuously missing each other, comedy, cute, running around campus to find one another

𖤓 Love galore By @kongjjen 1.3k, established relationship, non-specified au, cuties, wearing each other's clothes, a lot of domesticity, suggestive, a man in love

𖤓 When the fratboy falls By @gyeomsweetgyeom 8.9k, fratboy Jaehyun, college au, reader is tutoring Jaehyun, instant attraction, developing feelings, fluff, frat parties, flirty Haechan, pet names

𖤓 Your biggest fan By @gyeomsweetgyeom Established relationship, western popstar reader, idol Jaehyun, revelation of the relationship, photos taken of the two without their knowledge, fluff, positive reaction

𖤓 [8:46pm] By @gyeomsweetgyeom Establishing relationship, early stages of dating, reader is kind of inexperienced, fluff, sending flowers to one another, returning the energy, cute

𖤓 Just makes sense By @gyeomsweetgyeom Idol Jaehyun x idol reader, fans continuously shipping them, strong friendship to lovers, discussion of feelings, fluff, cute

𖤓 No clue By @xomakara 11.9k, college au, best friends to lovers, jealousy, frat parties, flirting with other to hide feelings, scheming friends, getting together, smut, slight fluff, pet names

𖤓 Sugar 1 & 2 By @lattaeyongs 4k & 14k, CEO Jaehyun, secretary reader, they've been working together for 8 years, single dad Jaehyun, fluff, smut, slight angst, reader feels guilt about her job

[slytherinshua]

HOLD MY HEART, KEEP IT SAFE

genre. hurt/comfort. mafia au. this is a part 2 to my other jeno fic (your wounds wrapped with my love)!! warnings. death, blood, knives, guns, gas chambers, & jeno almost dying all mentioned. reader going through immense guilt and complicated emotions bcuz of killing someone for the first time, nightmares, crying... i think that's it? pairing. husband!jeno x fem!reader. wc. 1.4k. request. requested by @blue-jisungs unofficially but i took it as an official request bcuz she's my baby all the rest of you are losers. a/n. read part 1 here!! this fic can be read as a standalone, but it's still part of the same universe so i recommend reading pt 1 if you haven't already!!

You woke up heaving in short and painful gasps, tears pricking at your waterline. The nightmares were almost like routine, yet they still felt so real everytime that you could never get used to them. You hadn’t enjoyed a good night’s rest in weeks. You could only fall asleep wrapped tightly in your husband’s arms, and even then you would always wake up from the dreams. 

When you had first met Jeno, you knew that getting yourself involved with someone who worked with crime was a risky choice to take. You knew the dangers, but Jeno was worth it to you. You swore to never mess with the stuff firsthand, though. Jeno insisted that you train enough to defend yourself in an emergency, so you were no stranger to a gun’s mechanisms or the best technique to stab someone in the throat with a knife. But you never touched his guns or daggers unless it was for training, you never went along on missions, and you certainly never took a life with your own hands.

That was, until 2 weeks ago.

It was your first wedding anniversary with Jeno, but, of course, you couldn’t expect that you would be able to have a romantic day like other couples. Jeno’s biggest enemy had baited him with an opportunity that was too important to pass up. But the risk was extreme. You trusted your husband without a doubt, but you knew in your gut that something would go wrong. And you were right.

Jeno had smoothly been able to get in and take out almost all of the henchmen, but he hadn’t anticipated that they would lure him into a locked room with a highly advanced gas system installed. There were no windows, the door was barricaded and too heavy duty to break, and Jeno had no way to stop the gas. 

If you hadn’t trusted your instincts and followed him to the base, you wouldn’t have been able to stop the gas flow and disarm the enemy. Thanks to your training with knives, you were able to take him out before he could harm your husband anymore. If you hadn’t taken that risk, Jeno wouldn’t be alive to this day.

In the moment, your only concern was saving your husband’s life, but the lingering regret and guilt from having a death on your hands was eating you whole. You couldn’t get it out of your head— the power you felt driving the knife straight through the man’s stomach, the horror that followed once you heard his blood curdling screams, and then the deafening silence. You had no idea how Jeno did it for a living. 

You heard your husband stir beside you, probably sensing your distress or the slight noise of the sheets shuffling. He trained himself to be an incredibly light sleeper for his own safety. He would wake up to the sound of a pin dropping when he knew there was an active threat.

He knew that there was no threat right now. You had made sure of that 2 weeks ago. But Jeno still sat up, letting his tired eyes fall to your figure, his heart clenching in his chest at the sight. He knew exactly how you felt. He had experienced the same thing when he was still training under Johnny and Ten. The knowledge that someone had died at your hands was unlike any other. No matter how justified the death was, it still felt the same.

He reached out his hand, gently tracing a line on the top of your hand before he threaded his fingers with yours and squeezed. Slow rubs of his thumb over your knuckles was a small amount of comfort for how much you were feeling, but Jeno knew it was all that was needed to calm you down. Any conversation immediately about the nightmare would only lead to more tears. Once Jeno heard that your breathing had evened, he spoke up.

“I wouldn’t be here right now if you hadn’t killed him. I know it was hard.” He cupped your cheek and kissed your forehead, his lips soothing your hot skin. 

“Can you wash them again?” You asked, referencing your hands that Jeno still held. 

It had become obsessive ever since that day. The image of your hands soaked in blood never left your mind. You had already washed away any remnants of the red stains 2 weeks ago, but in your brain, they were still there. The constant scrubbing had caused damage to your skin. Jeno took over washing them for you, knowing that he would be gentler on your skin than you would in your current state. He was patient with you, obliging in anything that you asked for in hopes that it would help you feel better.

He led you to the sink of the bathroom and turned on the tap, finding the right temperature before he let your hands fall under the stream of water. He had bought soap that was extra gentle on the skin just for you. Squirting some into his palm, he massaged it into your hands as gently as possible. He was thorough yet soft with how he washed you, handling your hands as if they were the most precious thing. They were what had saved his life, after all.

He guided you back to bed, gathering the covers over your figure and sliding under them himself. He tucked himself next to you so that his head was mere inches from yours, lying on pillows side by side, you resting safely in his arms. You wanted to thank him a million times as your eyes wandered over his face gazing back at you with so much love. He had so much to worry about already just from the nature of his job. You hated to add to his burden in any way.

Truly, if it had been anyone else, Jeno would not have been able to be so patient and caring. His fellow assassins were well able to handle a few deaths. They were prepared for what a mission would look like and had time to separate whatever happened on the job from their everyday life. You weren’t prepared for that, and unable to make that switch in your brain. Everything that had happened that night lingered in your mind whether you wanted to think about it or not.

“I still feel sorry for ruining our anniversary night. I wanted to take you out on a nice date, show you how much I love you. When you feel better I’ll make it up to you, yeah? I’ll plan something 10 times as nice as I originally had in mind. Just for you.” He whispered, tucking your hair behind your ear, admiring your beauty. 

“The ruined anniversary is the last thing on my mind. You almost died, Jeno.” Tears welled in your eyes as you said it out loud. By the time you had killed the man and unlocked the door to the gas chamber, Jeno could barely stand on his own. Although you had stopped the gas flow beforehand, he had inhaled enough that it was hindering his breathing. Had you taken much longer, he would have already been dead by the time you got to him.

“I’ve almost died a million times. It’s not like it’s new.” He muttered.

“I haven’t seen you almost die before. Don’t say that it doesn’t matter. How am I supposed to live if you die?” You were crying again at this point. 

Jeno sighed. He wanted you to see it from his perspective, but it wasn’t worth a fight. Especially not right now. You were already distressed.

“I know, darling. I’m sorry.” He pulled you closer, head resting against his chest so you could hear his heartbeat. He was alive. That was all that mattered to you.

“Go back to sleep, Y/n. I’m right here.” He whispered, stroking your back to lull you into dreamland. 

Being in his arms felt warm and comforting. Others would say that he was a cold man, too dangerous to even approach. It was true that his job was uncertain and risky, illegal at many points, and only succeeded, in some cases, at the cost of others' lives. But his heart was warm. For you, he would risk everything. 

Despite what anyone else said, you knew that Jeno was a good man. He was not the first person to capture your heart, but he was the only one who you trusted enough to keep it safe. He could carry it with him wherever he went and bring it back to you unscathed. He would never need to give it back to you, though, nor did you ever want him to. You wanted him to keep it until the end of time, safe in his possession, and you, safe in his arms.

↳ nct dream taglist (bolded could not be tagged): @kangtaehyunzzz,, @eternalgyu,, @lexeees,, @nyukyusnz,, @lovesuhng,,

@planetkiimchi,, @ujisworld,, @heavenfilm,, @sobun1est,, @emmylksblog,,

@bananabubble,, @talkingsaxy,, @thesunsfullmoon,, @chenleszone,, @talking-saxy,,

@cupidslovearrows

[candycandy00]

His Good Girl - An Umemiya x Reader Fanfic

Sold to a local mafia syndicate by your indebted parents, you’re forced to “entertain” a visiting rival mafia head named Umemiya. 

Smut. 18+. Fem Reader. AU. Umemiya as a 20-something mafia boss. Dubcon. Oral sex. Inexperienced Reader. Umemiya is a sweetheart. 

This is my first time writing Umemiya so please be gentle! Any feedback is adored! This was inspired by a bizarre dream I had and the idea refused to leave my brain. I might write a follow up if there’s any interest. Divider by @benkeibear.

Your parents owed the local mafia way more money than they could ever repay, so they basically handed you over as payment the day you turned 19. It’s only been a week, and so far you’re still uncertain what your job will be here. You figured you’d be shoved into some brothel, but thankfully, not yet. 

The whole mafia mansion is abuzz today because of some meeting taking place tonight. Apparently they’re hosting the heads of several local mafia families to try to negotiate territories and boundaries. An older lady comes in and explains to you and ten other young women what your roles will be.

To keep the heads of the other families happy and compliant, the plan is to have you and the other women “entertain” them. You feel a knot in your stomach, already guessing what that might entail. Then she goes over the details, and it’s somehow worse. You’re to spend the entirety of the meeting, which could take hours, cockwarming them. With your mouths. You won’t be allowed to take their dicks out of your mouths unless they have to leave the room, and your job will be to make them cum as many times as possible. 

The men in charge of this family seem to think it will be amusing, watching all these stoic, powerful men trying to keep their cool while pretty ladies are on their knees in front of them, sucking them off all evening. 

You feel sick to your stomach, but you don’t argue or protest. You’re told that doing this one job will cut your parents’ debt in half. The sooner you work it off, the sooner you can be free of this place. So you grimly prepare with the other women, dressing up in tantalizing outfits and putting on makeup. You’ll try your best, even though you have no experience with this sort of thing. 

When the meeting starts, you and the other women are already in the room. There’s a half circle of eleven chairs, and you watch in trepidation as the guests begin walking in. 

None of them are gross, at least. Most are fairly attractive, even the slightly older ones. And to a man, they are all dressed impeccably. Figures. No self respecting mafia head is going to show up looking like a slob. 

The last man to arrive catches your eye, for a number of reasons. The first thing you notice is that he’s tall. Really tall. He towers over everyone else in the room. The second thing you notice is that he’s incredibly handsome. He has fine features, soft white hair that’s mostly slicked back, a few strands falling into his bright blue eyes. He’s younger than the rest. You’d guess mid twenties. He’s radiant, smiling in a friendly manner, wearing a long jacket that’s been left unbuttoned. It’s a casual style that would look unpolished on anyone else, but on him it looks stylish. 

The women behind you are whispering, but you can’t hear what they’re saying. Are they talking about him?

The hosting mafia head explains the plans for the meeting, and why the women are there. Almost all of the visiting heads seem excited, but you notice the tall, beautiful man seems unhappy with the idea. 

“That sounds pretty miserable for the ladies,” he says, glancing at the group of women. 

The hosting mafia boss who owns you laughs. “Nonsense! They all feel honored to be able to serve such distinguished gentlemen! Isn’t that right, ladies?”

All of the women, including you, slowly nod. A few of them even put on phony smiles. The handsome man’s eyes meet yours for a brief moment. Can he see the near panic in them? 

“Regardless, I think I’ll respectfully decline,” he says. 

One of the other guests slaps him playfully on the back. “What’s wrong, Umemiya? Afraid you won’t last as long as the rest of us?”

So his name is Umemiya. He gives the other man an awkward smile. “Haha, maybe.”

The host narrows his eyes. “If you decline, we’ll take that as an insult to our hospitality, and we’ll have to ask you to leave the meeting.”

Umemiya looks back at the man, and though his friendly expression doesn’t change, there’s a gleam in his eyes, like a quiet anger bubbling beneath the surface. Then he sighs and says, “Fine. I guess I’ll accept your… hospitality.”

All the men take seats in the half circle, including the host, who is clearly excited to begin. Then he looks at the women and says, “Ladies, I’ll allow you the honors of choosing tonight.”

You and the other women stand there awkwardly for a moment. You hear one of them say in a low voice to another, “That guy’s gorgeous but I’m definitely not picking him.”

You turn to face her. “Huh? Why not?”

Her voice is a whisper. “Oh, honey. Think about it. A guy that tall is gonna have a huge dick. I don’t want to choke all night. It would be unbearable. A shame though, he actually seems nice.”

You watch nervously as the women begin selecting their men for the evening. The more handsome ones are taken first, then the others, until only Umemiya remains. You realize with shock, and embarrassment, that you have to pick him. You shyly approach, your hands fiddling with the hem of the too short skirt you were told to wear. 

He looks up at you with an uneasy grin. “Guess I was last picked. That’s kind of embarrassing!” Then his eyes seem to focus on your face. “How old are you?”

“I’m nineteen,” you squeak out. 

He sighs again. “At least you’re an adult.” He gives you a warm smile. “I’m sorry about this. I’ll try to make this as easy on you as possible, so let’s try to get through it together.”

You feel your heart flutter. You can’t believe how nice he is, on top of being ridiculously good looking. Maybe this won’t be so bad. 

The other women begin dropping to their knees in front of their chosen men, so you do the same, feeling completely out of your depth. 

“Have you ever done this before?” he asks as he begins unbuckling his belt. 

You shake your head. “Never.”

“Fuck,” he whispers, then he looks at you apologetically. “I’m really sorry about this.”

Huh? Why does he keep apologizing? He was basically threatened into doing this, same as you. But those thoughts freeze in your brain when you see the enormous organ he just pulled out of his pants. 

Ehhhhhh???? Is this thing for real?! Surely they’re not supposed to be that big! You glance to the side, and the woman to your right is staring at it with bulging eyes. Then she gives you a pitying look. 

Umemiya himself looks a little embarrassed. “Uh, it gets a little bigger when I’m fully hard. Just thought I’d warn you.”

It gets bigger?! How?! You try to contain your shock as you eye the imposing shaft. 

The host claps twice to get everyone’s attention. “Alright, let’s begin the meeting! Ladies, remember to keep those cocks all the way in your mouths! And don’t forget to keep those tongues busy!”

You look back at the cock in front of you with alarm. The women beside you both lean forward and take dicks into their mouths. You couldn’t help noticing that those dicks looked tiny by comparison to Umemiya’s. 

“Take your time,” he says to you in a comforting voice, “ease it in slowly. It’s okay if your teeth touch it, just try not to bite down.”

“O-okay,” you say, leaning your face forward and opening your mouth. It’s already bigger than when he first pulled it out, quickly growing hard despite his reluctance to participate. You feel it press in past your lips, dragging across your tongue, and finally hit the back of your throat. That’s it. That’s as far as it goes, right? 

Looking forward, you can see that he’s not all the way in your mouth. Your eyes flick toward the host, worried that he’ll notice. Umemiya seems to notice. “Try to relax your throat,” he tells you. “That’s it, you’re doing good.”

His voice sends goosebumps across your skin as his massive cock slides even further in, going partially down your throat. 

“Breathe through your nose,” he says. 

Your hands are on his thighs, gripping the fabric of his pants. You’re gagging slightly, trying to keep it under control and focus on breathing. At least he smells nice, like fresh citrus. 

The meeting begins. The host starts talking, but you can’t listen to him. Your full attention is on the giant cock in your mouth. Occasionally you hear one of the men grunt or groan, but overall they seem to be trying to focus on the meeting. Umemiya is eerily calm, maintaining his usual expression and only glancing down to meet your gaze every so often. 

After what feels like forever, your jaw is sore and your throat aches. Tears fill your eyes. When Umemiya notices, he looks at you guiltily before moving one large hand over to gently rub the top of your head. “Good girl,” he says, “you’re taking me really well.”

The statement makes heat spread over your face. Then you remember that you’re supposed to be making him cum. The thought of it makes you excited somehow. You feel the urge to pleasure him, to make him feel good. He’s been so sweet to you after all. He hasn’t moved at all, letting you do things at your own pace. Looking up at his face, it’s clearer than ever how gorgeous he is. 

You tighten your lips around his base, your tongue gliding across the underside of his shaft while your tight throat constricts around his tip. He looks down at you suddenly, blue eyes slightly widened, another strand of his hair slipping down across his forehead. 

“You don’t have to do this,” he says quietly. 

You wish you could tell him that you want to. Instead you continue, licking him and sucking out the gooey precum from his tip. You hear his breath catch in his throat, but he makes no other reaction. 

He holds out for longer than you expected, even speaking to the host at one point. But eventually his hand grips your hair, and for the first time you feel a bit of force from him as he pushes your head down, his cock going halfway down your throat and choking you. Immediately, you feel his warm cum flood your mouth, coating the back of your tongue and oozing down your neck. 

His hand quickly releases you, and he mutters another apology. His face looks slightly flushed, and he’s breathing a little harder. Oh god, he looks so hot right now. You feel a growing dampness between your legs as you stare up at him, his now soft cock still in your mouth. 

Right away you begin gently suckling on the sticky flesh, your tongue pressing into the tip.

“If you keep doing that, I’m gonna be hard again in no time,” he tells you. 

You look up at him, hoping he can read your intentions from your eyes. You want to pleasure him, again and again. 

He pats your head affectionately. “You’re so cute.”

Ahh? Did this unbelievably beautiful man, who happened to be a powerful mafia boss, just call you cute? You feel yourself blushing. You’re not sure if it’s possible to fall in love with a man while his cock is in your mouth, but you think you just did. 

By the time the long, boring meeting ends, you’ve made him cum twice more, both times feeding you his tasty cum and calling you his “good girl”. 

After it’s over, you pull away, your jaw stiff and hurting. Your mouth is a mess, wet and sticky, covered in drool and cum. A handkerchief appears in front of your face, and you look up to find Umemiya holding it out to you with a friendly smile. You take it, wiping your mouth before he stands and helps you to your feet. 

“Are you alright?” he asks. 

You move your jaw a bit, then wince. “I’ll be okay,” you answer. 

He stares at you for a moment, then asks, “How did you end up here?”

You glance around to make sure no one is paying attention. “My parents owed a debt, so they gave me as payment.”

Umemiya frowns. “Let me guess, their debt transferred to you.”

You nod. 

“Alright then,” he says. “I’ll pay off your debt if you’ll come work for me.”

Your eyes widen. “What?”

“Oh, don’t worry, it’ll be a legitimate job, nothing like this. And you’d be free to come and go as you please.”

“You’d do that for me?” you ask. “Why?”

He scratches the back of his head, looking a little awkward. “Maybe I imagined it, but it felt like there was something between us. Not just the physical stuff. Was it just me?”

“No! I felt it too!” you tell him. You’re too embarrassed to tell him your panties are soaked. 

He gives you a heated look. “Then maybe I can return the favor.”

Your skin flushes as you press your thighs together in anticipation. “I’d like that.”

He grins. “I’ll go talk to the boss. Just wait here for me.”

He walks away, and you feel your heart beating so fast, you feel like it might burst. You smile happily, ready to begin your new, much better life. 

[peninkwrites]

who's your favourite character in the mafia au? both to write and in general :]

You're asking me to pick my favorite child /lh

I already made a moodboard about how much I love Niki... hm. I cannot pick One favorite, and I haven't written much of him yet, but right Now at least I do have a soft spot for Jack Manifold!! He's full of rage and is 100% ride-or-die for Tubbo, and Niki but Tubbo needs him more right now. I have plans for him and I love him. Like. There's no reason for him to be Like That except he's been working in customer service since he was 17 so actually there is Much reason for him to be Like That.

There's the rage, there's the determined will to swing a baseball bat at his loved ones' problems, but there's also this deep rooted, bitter sort of caring. He resents the world for not looking after him, so he takes care of others when he can. He's turned his spite into a fuel for his love too. He'll help Niki, however she wants him to, if that means working security at the speakeasy occasionally or just spending time with her he'll do both with the same grim determination. He'll protect Tubbo, he'll take a knife for the kid, he'll also ask him if he's gotten any sleep, if he's taken some time to look after himself, he'll remind Tubbo to put himself first sometimes and he will try to fight anyone who says anything to the contrary. He'll offer to get Tubbo something to eat, to walk him home, in the same breath as following him to a strange apartment to break a cop's kneecaps among the most dangerous people in the city without fuss (maybe a little fuss but what can you do it's Jack Manifold).

He is also, by luck or perhaps by nature, often very unfortunate lmao. Which leaves many doors open for Comedy~

or tragedy let's see where it goes