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thegoodmorningman · 10 months
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I know a couple of guys whose families are wishing they had spent more time having a Good Morning every day.
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vidityavoleti · 4 months
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*mobster voice* they call me No Dick Tony, not cuz I don't have one but cuz I don't get any
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psyrapmafia · 5 months
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thousand dollar suit and vending machine shades
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zal-cryptid · 18 days
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(Ignore the account name it's old haha) I'm wondering whats up with Mr jack in the box 👀 how'd he end up here?
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Oh, you know, some Prohibition/Depression era crime. Okay, a lot of crime. Fella's got a long rap sheet. He was also a massive killjoy and hardly had a life outside of work. He wouldn't even let others give him one of them mafia nicknames because he thought it was too silly. Oh! But he was dragged into doing a heist with Dolores once!
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loggiepj · 1 year
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BLADES AND BULLETS
Summary : You and Wanda are both the leaders of your respective mob groups before you started a relationship together. But you have betrayed her trust and broke her heart. Now, she's going after you to kill you for what you have done. (This was inspired by that time I played GTA 3 😁. Oh, it's a G!p reader!)
Warnings : 18+, Mature, Smut, Violence, Hurt, Heavy Angst
You woke up disoriented and lightheaded, as if you just came from a week long sleep and you didn't know what day it was. Before you could give yourself time to think about it, the foreign surroundings met your eyes. It made your eyebrows furrow in deep confusion since you haven't been here before, yet the place felt familiar and the smell felt like home.
It didn't take long before an agonizing pain made its way through your head, making you think as if your head was going to explode any minute.
All you could do was groan and grunt. You attempted to move your hands, making you realize they were bound behind your back. You tried to pull it loose but to no avail, it would seem as if the captor knew how to do their knots.
Your eyesight then travelled towards your legs, which were also tied to the feet of the chair. You were fucked.
"If it isn't my favorite person in the world." You haven't heard that voice before for a long time now, hoping everyday you'd never forget it, never forget about her.
You turned your head around to find the source and finally, the very beautiful redhead who hasn't left your mind for months made the butterflies in your stomach go crazy. You would have cried but you controlled yourself.
"Wanda, baby-"
Wanda scoffed, her arms crossed over her chest, making her look so fiery hot in a short skirt and leather jacket. "Don't you call me that. . . . You've lost that right when you decided to cheat on me."
You tried to pull from your restraints to approach her but you couldn't. So you went on, "You know I'd never ever do that to you, Wanda. . . ."
The redhead only chuckled as she walked closer towards you until it would only take one step before you were within her reach. "Never?" she playfully mocked. Bending her body, she then leaned her face towards you and her perfume that you had grown to miss suddenly infiltrated your nostrils.
You closed your eyes as you savored the moment, breathing everything about her even when all you wanted to do at that moment was open your eyes and stare at her all day.
"Tell me, Y/n," Wanda went on, seemingly unbothered by your behavior, "If Pietro didn't go after you when he found out you had sex with someone else, would you have spared him?"
You finally opened your eyes and all you could see was red in hers, too much fury and hatred swirling within her orbs. "Wands-"
"And you know what's worse?"
"Wanda, please-"
"What's worse is that you were not just having sex with someone else, but my half sister Monica," she spat with gritted teeth as she cupped your chin harshly, her fingernails digging through your skin.
"Wanda, I can explain-" Her hand went to cover your mouth aggressively as she shushed you out.
"But it doesn't matter now, Y/n," Wanda sneered on. "Because I'm going to finally . . . kill," she then traced her fingers from your temple down to your cheek, "you."
What surprised you was what she did next. Wanda stepped closer before she straddled your lap. "Although, there's no harm in seeking fun before doing the deed. . . ."
The redhead pulled her hands off your face then hurriedly unbuckled your pants, the zipper torn apart as quickly. Her hand went to cup your cock, suddenly throbbing and pulsing due to the familiarity, as if it only answered to her and only her.
Fuck.
"Tell me, Y/n, does Monica touch you the way I touch you?"
A moan managed to escape from your throat as she grabbed your cock in one hand and began leisurely pumping, turning it hard in just a matter of seconds.
Wanda would always have that effect on you. Before you could complain that Wanda shouldn't be doing what she was doing, that her followers could literally walk in and catch her, she was already lining your head up to her entrance by pulling her underwear to the side.
Your eyes could only roll to the back of your head as she began to go down.
"Fuck, Wands, you're so tight-"
A slap. Your head turned more than an angle, making you realize you probably lost a tooth in the process.
Wanda continued bouncing on top of you, her eyes glaring with lust and fury you hadn't seen before. "Does this turn you on, Y/n? Having sex before I kill you?"
You chuckled softly. "It would be the best way to die."
Wanda ignored you and your adorable charm. You betrayed her. She loved you so much. And you betrayed her.
But none of that mattered now, because she finally found you after months of searching, she'd finally get the revenge she wanted. Being the daughter of the most wanted high profile criminal in the city, and having given a group of her own, she took traitors to heart. An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth. That was what her father taught her.
You could have just cheated on her. But no. You killed her brother too.
But Wanda's train of thoughts stopped when she felt herself getting close. Her hands ended up on your shoulders, clutching as she continued on rolling her hips. You would always feel so good inside her. No one would compare. In fact, Wanda didn't dare have any affair since you. And she hated you for ruining her like that.
Wanda whimpered, her head buried into your neck as she fastened her pace. You must have lost it, but you knew better than to challenge her. She would always come first. You loved her so much.
When you felt her clench around you and her movement getting sloppy and disorganized, you decided to help her by thrusting your hips towards her, meeting her rhythm as if your bodies were meant to dance like this forever.
It didn't take five seconds before Wanda came moaning into your ear, her body shuddering in waves and waves of extreme pleasure. Wanda wouldn't admit it but you were the best thing that happened to her.
You didn't get to finish, but that didn't matter. All that mattered was Wanda. You only laughed breathily, "God, I've missed that. . . . I miss you. . . ."
When your eyes finally met as Wanda began to pull away, it seemed like it was just yesterday when you and her made love for the first time.
"It's a sad thing, though," Wanda said, her breathing still ragged as she pulled off from your cock, making you moan from the loss. "That I have to kill you tonight." She grabbed something behind her back and a handgun was immediately pointed at you. She pulled the hammer, ready to shoot, and aimed it at your still rigid length. She laughed. "Look at it missing me too, Y/n. . . . I'd probably chop it off from your body and give it to Monica."
"Wanda, it's not-"
Then she pointed the gun at your forehead instead, pressing it so close you could feel the coldness from the muzzle. This was it. This was how you were going to die.
"I-I love you, Wanda, you know, I'd never. . . ."
A tear slipped from her eye. And all you wanted to do at that moment was to hug her.
There was a moment of silence before she eventually lowered her gun. Wanda couldn't do it. She still loved you so much.
"Why did you have to kill him, Y/n? To cheat on me with my half sister is a lot. But you didn't have to kill my own twin brother?"
There was a sudden explosion inside the room before you could explain, boulders of cement and shards of glass thrown in the air. The explosion was huge that Wanda almost stumbled down and lost her bearing. You somehow managed to get yourself out of the now broken chair when it flipped to the ground.
You tried to escape after pulling your pants up but Wanda was quicker, her hand yanking you back towards her before she punched your face with the grip of the gun.
"You're making it easy for me to kill you," Wanda warned.
There was another explosion which sent you both flying. This time the place was covered with smoke that visibility was scarce.
Wanda felt someone grab her from behind. It was one of your followers, a kobun. Groaning in frustration when you managed to escape from her grasp once again, Wanda didn't notice the punch that sent her kneeling to the ground, hugging her stomach from the pain.
Fighting ensued everywhere, Wanda's followers against yours. Bullets against blades. The thing about your group, the Yakuzas, most of them were Samurai. Without her weapon, the redhead was helpless avoiding the attacks of one of your followers holding out a katana. She was hoping she could get away and buy her time before someone would notice she needed help but her back suddenly hit against the wall, and she was trapped with nothing to do.
Wanda shielded her body from the attack that was heading her way, closing her eyes as she prayed it would be all over soon anyway.
But nothing came.
"Fuck." Wanda opened her eyes when she heard you gasp in pain. The edge of the sword went through your chest and you could see red forming around the center of your shirt. It was a beautiful shirt. Wanda gave it to you on your birthday.
"Oyabun, forgive me, I didn't mean it. . . ," the kobun said, fear in his eyes.
You wanted to tell him it was okay but only blood gushed out of your mouth, dripping its way down to your chin and neck. You fell down unto your knees and looked at the wound. The kobun immediately got scared and ran away.
"Why did you do that? Did you think I'd forgive you if you saved me from getting hurt?" Wanda kneeled before you, shakily assessing the damage, afraid she'd hurt you more if she so touched your body.
But before Wanda could help you, Natasha came and pulled her away. "We have to leave. Everyone here thinks you killed Y/n."
When Wanda was ushered towards the car before they left the scene, all she could think about was your bloody self and how she was about to forgive you for what you did. She shouldn't feel guilty. She was actually more mad than guilty, because now that you're finally gone, what else was she supposed to do with her life?
What she didn't expect was the ghost of Pietro in her office once arriving back at their headquarters.
"Pietro?" Natasha exclaimed in surprise. So he wasn't a ghost.
"Hey, Nat!" he greeted with guilty eyes, then towards Wanda. "Wanda, sis! It's been ages since the last time I saw you."
"How- . . . how-"
Wanda was completely losing it, as if nothing was making sense anymore.
"Okay," Pietro went on, stopping Wanda from hyperventilating. "I visited because I think this fight between you and Y/n had gotten out of hand. Father said the Yakuzas are infiltrating the camp bases. And I just want you two to make up."
There was a cough in the background, making their presence known. "Heya there, sister!"
It was Monica. Wanda's eyes immediately went red.
"You!"
But before Wanda could attack her half sister, Pietro stopped the redhead by her arm. "Wanda, stop! It's not what you think."
Wanda only grew confused.
"Y/n didn't cheat on you with Monica."
"What?"
"That night you saw Y/n and Monica together in the bedroom. . . . It wasn't Y/n who was doing it with Mon. . . it was. . . ." His voice trailed off, looking at Monica, who linked their hands together.
Connecting the dots, Wanda could only do was freeze on the spot.
"What?!" It was Natasha who reacted badly. "You and Monica? Your own sister?"
Pietro corrected, "Half sister. . . . And this is exactly why we didn't tell you. I mean you wouldn't approve of us. But it just happened, sis. . . . Y/n just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. I was . . . hiding in the closet when you saw the scene."
"But Y/n, Y/n killed you-"
"Almost killed me," he argued. "She wanted me to tell the truth to you so you two would get back together. . . . But Mon and I weren't ready at that time. . . . So, Y/n and I started a fight. The rumor of me dying spread like wildfire. I just took advantage of it so Monica and I could elope together."
"You made me want to kill Y/n for- . . . for this?!" Wanda was going insane.
Pietro only sighed. "Come on, sis. . . . It's not like you were actually going to kill her, right . . . ?"
There was only utter silence as tears began erupting from Wanda's eyes. Y/n. Detka. The love of her life.
Pietro glanced at Natasha for help, who was avoiding his eyes as she muttered, "Y/n's dead. . . . She died protecting Wanda against her own followers. . . ."
Wanda fell on her knees as she broke out into a sob. But even when not a blade had gotten through her chest, it still felt like her heart was taken away from her.
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gearhead66 · 5 months
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I saw this book advertisement on Instagram and again it would sound better with one of three men I can think of and written by fanfic with graphic well written sex scenes !
I know not everyone likes the same people but 🤷🏻‍♀️
Mobster: Bucky Barnes, Mobster Steve Rogers or Mobster Sy or August Walker.
Tagging blogs I know are active and just for fun
@winter2112rose @augustsprincess @littlefreya @sillyrabbit81 @mary-ann84 @nuggsmum @navybrat817 @angryschnauzer @angreav @oddsnendsfanfics @geralts-yenn @martha-oi @summersong69 @connieisland @viking-raider @supernaturalvikingwhore @angrythingstarlight
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dinkflocculent · 16 days
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Mobster whumper and citizen whumpee. This could be used in many scenarios.
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000bachelor · 7 months
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She's a pyromaniac ooh 🔥🔥🔥🔥
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rainyfroggy · 1 year
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hamper
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two mimir
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yopigeonflyerjo · 11 months
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Dating Reggie Kray Legend headcanons
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First of all, thats not about real Reggie Kray. Thats only about fictional character played by TOM MF HARDY. So i gently please sick fuckers who idolize real Krays to leave now.
Also children, please leave. It's about Tom Hardy's character so I may go feral.
It's for my girlies
Once Reggie Kray appears in your life, he won't leave.
Mr Kray is known for his charm and charisma, and he knows how to make people feel special. He has a way with words and can be very persuasive when he wants to be. He will use his charm to woo you. And let's be honest, it worked.
Really fast you fall for him, as easy as he falls for you.
Being with Reggie means dedication, you must really love him.
There are times when you don't see him for weeks, sometimes he is with you for a month 24/7, or there are times when you see him in jail. Expect the unexpected - that's how looks life with him. You never know, that's why trust is so important in your relationship. You two are each other support.
You two are practically inseparable when he is around.
He is an incredibly loving and passionate person. Reggie pours all his positive emotions onto you. You are like sunshine in his life that he spoils with not only expensive gifts but mostly affection.
 He is passionate about his work, his family, and his relationships, and he will do everything in his power to make them succeed. He will inspire you to be more passionate about your own life and to pursue your dreams with determination and drive.
In bed Reg is old-fashioned. He is one in charge most of the time, but he really likes being taken care of. Aftercare is your thing, and he loves that. Not often this big bad mobster can be vulnerable but after sex that's the moment. Sometimes he can be rough, especially after alcohol (with consent obviously), or on a bad day. He loves quickies with you behind his bars or just before they will be open.
Reggie is fiercely loyal to his family and friends, and he will always stand by them, no matter what. When you are in a relationship with him, you can be sure that he will have your back and will protect you from harm. And with isn't so obvious when it comes to mobsters he would never cheat on you. You are the only stable point of his life.
Reggie is a traditional man who values old-fashioned ideals of loyalty, honour, and respect. He is a gentleman. Reg will also expect you to share his traditional values and to be loyal and honest in your relationship.
He's a highly ambitious man who is always looking for ways to expand his empire. He is driven and determined, and he will work hard to achieve his goals. When you are in a relationship with him, he will inspire you to pursue your own dreams and ambitions.
Kray is a gangster, and he has a dark side that can be intimidating at times. He is not afraid to use violence to get what he wants, and he can be ruthless when he needs to be. However, he will always protect those he cares about, and he will try to not put you in harm's way.
One of the worst things that exist is yall quarrels. There are times that he gets violent, and so are you. Maybe that is unhealthy, but no matter how far you two get in an argument, you always get back together.
The second worst thing that exists is Ron. In the beginning, you two even liked each other. After all, he was Reggie's twin, he may be unhinged at any point, but he could be also sweet and caring. You always try to make sure the brothers don't quarrel, you were a mediator. But as time goes by Ron was getting worse, you knew that was because of his illness, and you tried to help him. You took care of him, make sure he takes the meds, and often you justified him in others' eyes. With your and Reggie's help, he got up. Everything was all good until Reggie got arrested. That's when Ron lost his mind, he was provoked by all people around and became a monster. When Reg finally left jail and finds out how his brother is acting, he got furious. Ron missed a big part of what he did with Reg. Eventually, Reg cut ties with him when Ron offended you. They get into a fight which resulted in a hospital visit. Ron never again try to contact any of you, he became a taboo topic. Reggie, however, will always appreciate what you did for his brother, contrary to Ron himself.
After all these years, there is no you without him, or Reggie without you.
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goga-honey · 4 months
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Some sketches of my take on moxxie’s mama cuz I wouldn’t be a true fan if I didn’t have my own stupid version on the show lol. idk, it felt like a missed opportunity to just make her another nice dead mom, I’d be cooler if she was alive and evil with crim❤️
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thegoodmorningman · 7 months
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Let me give you some advice. As a friend. They say, "Bad Things happen to people who aren't careful." I would hate to see someone like you choose misfortune. You hear me? Good Morning. Now say it back.
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jammunin · 9 months
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*babygirlifies ur tony soprano*
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psyrapmafia · 3 months
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sire.
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goranvisnjicdaily · 3 months
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Suspenders...
Can we just take a moment and admire Garcia Flynn in those suspenders?? Holy fack... I don't know what to say, I just can't! Ovaries will explode for sure AHHAH! I'd rather a well dressed man than a naked man at this point, because the clothes are so classy!!! It makes me wanna write one of those Mobster stories... Ah yea right, I'm already writing one...
Well, gotta go now and get these clothes folded!
Stills Taken at: https://www.moviestillsdb.com/people/goran-visnjic-i23055?sort=popularity&t=24578#dLapFP
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thepariahcontinuum · 1 year
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Urban Fantasy RomCom idea
A Mermaid meets a Mobster and saves him from being dumped off of a pier wearing concrete boots.
The story will be called “Sleeping with the fishes”
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