#mafia brothers au

[uppastthejelliclemoon]

What do you think about a mafia Casslonzo au? Do you think it would be great? love to see them as villains.

i mean, they're both involved in my Mafia Brothers AU, though they're not villains.

Alonzo is Munkustrap's right hand, while Cass works with Mistoffelees and Victoria managing all of Bustopher's clubs!

#mafia brothers au #alonzo #cassandra #casslonzo

[monarchamos]

thinking abt an au where dazai convinces chuuya to ditch the pm and join the ada and he gives chuuya his trench coat bc "its tradition for new recruits to receive a piece of clothing from the person who brought them in"

also chuuya totally has to hem it and it STILL is nearly floor-length and he has to actually tie its belt and it goes off his shoulders (yk like that one official art that everyone loves you know the one)

dazai's like “chuuya you dont actually have to wear it if it really is too big we literally have a 21 cm height diff i understand”

but chuuya is so adamant on wearing it bc its the first sign he's gone into the light and it reminds him of detective murase and its a gift from dazai he can't just not wear the oversized trench coat

UPDATE: I drew it

#chuuya walks into the office on the first day and kunikida goes “dazai why is the missing mafia executive in our office WEARING YOUR COAT?” #and yosano is giving him this smug ass look like “oh they fucked” and ranpo starts a betting pool abt it #also chuuya has a red shirt like how dazai has a blue shirt bc they really do be the red/blue gays #i need to post the design one of these days bc im insane #also chuuya still keeps his hat bc he tried to give it back to verlaine but verlaine's all like no chuuya you should keep it #also he keeps his hat bc i couldnt take away chuuya being called mr fancy hat by ranpo #verlaine is so happy his little brother is living a good human life he even helps his escape #bsd #soukoku #bsd au #dazai drags chuuya into the ada au

[stillxnunpxidintern]

I was just playing a game on my phone when this little MiShanks x Reader thought literally popped into my brain out if now, but Mafia au.

Shanks is Mob Boss, Mihawk is an independent Hitman and Reader is a innocent bystander who witnessed something they shouldn't and got evidence of it.

Also Shanks and Mihawk are quite frequent in each other beds, though normally it Mihawk in Shanks.

Reader is big sibling to ASL and they witness an exchange between Blackbeard and Marines, with him giving information to them, so Reader gets evidence by taking photos (may be video as well).

Knowing that Blackbeard is trying to take over, and wanting to keep their little brothers safe, Reader goes to Shanks with the evidence they have, as he's the most laid back one.

Once evidence is handed over, Reader tries to put it from their mind as it's out of their control now, but it seems that someone found out about it and now Reader is danger.

Reader quickly grabs the boys and bundles them in the cars, hoping to get away but is confronted by Mihawk who's been "sent" after them.

With Mihawk towering over them, Reader grabs a bat from near and hits him with it before getting in the car and flooring it out of there.

Reader goes to the only place they can think of and that Shanks.

He does let Reader and the boys in, taking them to a room with large TV to distract the boys while he talks to Reader.

At some point while Shanks and Reader are talking to each, Mihawk shows up looking none to happy with blood on the side of his face.

Reader upon seeing Mihawk, nearly bolts for it had Shanks not grabbed them and kept them close, before he starts teasing Mihawk about getting caught off guard especially by a civilian.

Later on, the boys are taken somewhere to sleep for the night and so it just Reader, Shanks and Mihawk, with the latter two drinking wine and Reader declining any alcoholic drink so far.

At some point both men were able to get Reader to drink some of the wine. Not long after small caresses and kisses started, Reader finds themselves pinned between both men as it gets more hot & heavy, as some layers clothes are tossed to the side.

They all eventually end up in Shanks large bed, with Reader being pinned down on bed first and then getting pinned in between both men, with Reader voice ending up becoming hoarse and completely exhausted by the end.

Thankfully the boys haven't heard anything when Reader sees them in the morning and an arrangement is made, that Reader and the boys are to stay in Shanks home, so that they have protection till the issue with Blackbeard is dealt with, which they do deal just at a slightly slower pace, simply so they can keep Reader pinned between them both longer, cause their both possessive men and ain't no one having Reader but them.

#One Piece #Red hair Shanks #Dracule Mihawk #Reader #Shanks x Reader #Mihawk x Reader #MiShanks x Reader #Shanks x Reader x Mihawk #asl brothers #Blackbeard #mafia au #Mob Boss Shanks #Hit Man Mihawk #Shanks #Mihawk #hawkeye mihawk #akagami no shanks

[starlightshadowsworld]

The Port Mafia brothers AU

Aka Bsd except Akutugawa and Dazai have a good sibling relationship.

Dazai when he met Akutugawa was just overwhelmed by this need to protect.

And it freaked him out because hi hello, where did that come from?

He's the Demon Prodigy, he's ruthless and a man feared by righteousness. The people he cares about are few and far between.

This is a kid, a weak kid that will be swallowed by the darkness of the Port Mafia.

He's not Dazai's responsibility, he's not.

... But Dazai looks at Akutugawa and wants to hold him. He wants to tell him it's okay. He ants to bundle him in his coat and never let him get hurt again.

And it terrifies him.

Because when has he cared like that for someone he just met.

... Because Akutugawa reminds him of himself. Someone scared, hurt and wanting a reason to go on.

Dazai vows to give him a reason. Akutugawa won't need to suffer any longer. He's under Dazai's wing, any of his enemies are now Dazai's enemies.

And well... No one wants to be one of Dazai's enemies.

#bsd akutagawa #bsd dazai #akutagawa ryuunosuke #dazai osamu #bungou stray dogs #bsd #The Port Mafia brothers AU

[pocketrocketyuki]

I might have been writing something meant to be short and not serious...

Currently on 17k and counting, im not even at the real conflict, but I love writing it

Carlando, mafia AU, brothers (kind of) Charles and Lando, Maxiel because I can, and Jenson Lewis and Sebastian as father figures because I love them!

#carlando #its carlando what did you expect? #its a mafia au ofc #because i dont have a million other things to do😭 #lando norris #charles leclerc #they are sorta brothers #lewis hamilton #jenson button #sebastian vettel #they are sorta the dads #ofc Carlos and Max #max verstappen #carlos sainz

[catapparently]

~The Glass Ballerina's Reputation~

CHAPTER 1- ...Ready for it?

AO3 LINK

Fic synopsis:

averyjameson!mafia AU

After Avery's mother's death, she is left with many questions. What happened to her mother's family? Who were they? Why did her mother never talk about them? Why did Jameson Winchester Hawthorne appear in her life? ...What is her mother's secret?

~~~

When Avery was a kid, her mom was constantly inventing games. Not your average games like Hide-And-Seek or Tag. They were always small tests, a competition. Once they’d played the Who-Can-Stack-The-Most-Pancakes or Who-Could-Build-The-Tallest-Tower-of-Cards. There was always something to find, something to figure out- something to fix or something to take apart. A challenge. The rush of excitement and the thrill that came with success is what made Avery feel alive.

The last game her mother had made for her was the Don’t-You-Dare-Miss-Me game, where she sent Avery on a challenge to find a mysterious item. It was the longest game yet, suspiciously so. When her mom gave her such complicated games, like that one time she made Avery an escape room, she’d leave little clues that would confirm she was on the right track. Yet this game had been completely devoid of all that. All she was told was to find “where the heart feels whole”.

There was only one possible answer to that. Home. Not their little apartment, no. The antique shop her mother owned, right under where they lived. That’s where they felt at home. Each of the little trinkets they received from donations or found had a story behind them. Sometimes, when she couldn’t sleep, Avery would sneak downstairs to the antique shop and try to guess the object’s history. Once they’d received one of those old vintage desks, the ones that had even more shelves on top of the tabletop itself, and a bunch of hidden compartments everywhere. It even had its very own built in gas lamp. She could vividly imagine the original owner sitting at it, working with a quill and a pot of ink, furrowing his brow in concentration or struggle. It was objects like these that had a meaning, that were valued and cherished. They had stories.

When she’d entered the shop, she didn’t find any clue to indicate she was on the right track. The place had felt strange without her mother there ever since she’d been hospitalized.

Avery searched high and low. Nothing. Finally, she went to a relatively small room behind the counter and pushed open the door. There was a fireplace. It had been there ever since her mom had rented this place, but it didn’t work. Sometimes they’d bring chairs and sit around it, pretending it worked. Their home. That’s when her mom told her stories about who she was before she had Avery. About  Ricky. About a secret lover. Not once did she ever mention her family.

For Avery, home was where her mom was. Family.

She immediately noticed that one of the wood planks of the flooring was askew. She slipped her fingers beneath it, blindly feeling around for something. Sure enough, she felt it. A paper with a phone number. Libby Grambs, it read, above the string of numbers.

By the time Avery made it back to the hospital, the heart monitor wasn’t beeping with that annoying yet reassuring ding. The bleak room was even more uneasily silent, devoid of life.

It was at that moment that Avery decided to never play again.

“I thought you promised to stay away from him, Lib.”

Avery was tired of watching Libby dust the antique shop over and over again, hobbling around with her black eye and bumping into everything. There were two things Libby always did when she had something on her mind- she either bakes a bunch of cupcakes that Avery would have no choice but stuff herself with later or dusts the antique shop until even the antiques themselves looked brand new.

“I couldn’t help it, Ave. He… he called me and said sorry and that he wanted to meet up.”

Avery rolled her eyes and tapped on the cash register in anger, though holding back from crushing the keys. They definitely couldn’t afford another one unless one of them suddenly married some rich man.

It was always the same story. Libby did or said something Drake didn’t like. Then he’d hit her. Only once, but it was already too much. Then he’d apologize and do his usual speech, and Libby would forgive him.

“This is the seventh time you’ve broken up with him,” she spat at her sister. “Make it be the last.”

Libby nearly knocked over another vintage jewelry box. “I can’t help it.” She ducked down to steady the box, probably already thinking about what types of cupcakes she was going to bake this time.

“How about you go and flip the OPEN sign outside? We should close up. I doubt we’re going to get any more customers at this hour.”

Libby nodded and went to the front door. Just as she was going out, she slammed straight into a man who had just opened the door to come inside.

“Oh my gosh I am so sorry I didn’t mean to–”

Avery glanced over while her sister started rambling away. A man with ashy brown hair and a cowboy hat was helping her sister up in a gentlemanly manner. He had matching cowboy boots, too. He looked… quite odd, honestly. Dressed as both a cowboy and in a fancy way at once. She couldn’t tell if he was some rich guy mocking cowboys or just a desperate wannabe. His skin glowed a beautiful tan, though Avery was skeptical as to whether it was real or not. These days bronzing drops were all the rage.

“Be careful, darlin’,” the handsome stranger said to her sister, whose blush seemed very visible because of her pale skin, looking at him as though he was a heaven-sent messenger offering tickets to paradise. She was so red even her blue roots seemed to be turning purplish.

Libby shyly thanks him and practically runs out the door, red-faced. The stranger’s gaze follows her curiously, and then he picked up an item that had fallen off a nearby shelf when he’d bumped into her. He then turned around and headed for the counter.

“The name’s Nash.” He glanced out at the sign Libby was flipping outside that now read ‘CLOSED’. “Well, mind if I take a look around even though you seem to be closing up? I promise I won’t take long.”

Avery nodded, watching him as he wandered around the little shop, his boots clicking rhythmically. He stopped at a particular shelf and picked up a knife, flipping it over in his large palm. It had patterns engraved onto the blade and a gem encrusted hilt, one of the more expensive items the shop had to sell lately.

“I’ll buy it,” he said, looking back up. The strange cowboy came and placed it on the counter, pulling out a shiny black card.

“Is that your sister?” he asked as she rummaged around, trying to find the magnetic stripe reader. Customers didn’t usually arrive waving around a fancy card.

“Yeah.” Avery paused, looking at him suspiciously. “Why do you ask?”

Nash raised an eyebrow playfully. “Ever heard of genuine, well intentioned romantic interest, kid?” he said, a slight southern accent dragging out some vowels and adding an atypical rhythm to his speech. Was that real, too? “What’s her name?”

“Libby. And stay far, far away from her,” she warned as she handed him the receipt and the knife. ‘Nash’ gave her a grin.

“Farewell, little miss. I’ll make sure to come around again, and maybe I’ll have my brothers tag along next time.” With that, he tipped his cowboy hat at her and winked, then turned around to walk out. Avery glared at him through the store’s glass door as he chatted away with Libby outside.

Her fists tightened on the edges of the countertop; fragments of their yapping being heard through the open window. Libby did not need another act to her tragic love life. Drake was already more than enough.

Sure, this guy looked nicer, but you could never know for sure. Drake had looked handsome and calm at first, too.

Avery rubbed her temples, trying to soothe the already forming headache as Libby burst back into the store, blabbing away.

“Avery, isn’t he so dreamy? I never liked cowboys but…”

Someone kill me now.

~~~

Let me know if you want to be tagged in the future chapters!

#fanfic #avery x jameson #averyjameson #avery kylie grambs #avery grambs #the inheritance games #the final gambit #tobias hawthorne #jameson hawthorne #nash hawthorne #grayson hawthorne #the brothers hawthorne #the hawthorne legacy #toby hawthorne #xander hawthorne #mafia au #the inheritance trilogy #jennifer lynn barnes #alisa ortega #libby grambs #nashlibby #averyjames #javery #jameson x avery #hawthorne brothers #hawthorne house #the grandest game #games untold

[tankgotstuckinthecircusgate]

i think i'd kill for anything related to don henry tomasino

ANON I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU ENDLESSLY !! thank you so much for this request i love don Henry au so much........😭💔💔💔

anyway! here's random sketches:

and Henry on Vinci's funeral bc i was thinking about it last week. in my head. in my head Vinci was the one who established Henry as the don.. and there's possibility that Vinci & Henry are relatives so yeahhhhhhh. his death would be kinda personal thing to Henry? not super emotional and tragic thing tho, but still

post anything related to don!Henry feels like undressing in public ngl

#idk for some reason im super afraid to share any of my ideas abt don!henry #i thought about this au a lot and i think that it's ooc at it's core and i'm just projecting my own ambitions onto the poor man 😭 #BUT i still think the idea makes sense #< i think Clemente was gonna make Henry a capo after Luca died #and then Clemente was killed n Henry s like what the fuck guys #like this man literally grew up in made man's family #and i hc that most of his brothers were gangsters too #so i believe he subconsciously wants to be more than just a soldier (pride of course it's about pride) #maybe someday there'll be fic💀 #(ending is kinda sad tho. for now) #but im working on other m2 thing rn anyway i hope i'll finish it #henry tomasino #mafia 2 #avart

[chasingmidnights]

Poker Face

"I wanna roll with him, a hard pair we will be A little gamblin' is fun when you're with me (I love it) Russian roulette is not the same without a gun And baby, when it's love, if it's not rough, it isn't fun (fun)..."

(How fun would a Casino AU be with these 4?)

#possible future fic #poker face #casino au #chris evans characters #pete brenner #ransom drysdale #lloyd hansen #andy barber #4 brothers? #still coming up with ideas for this #mafia? #chasingmarvel original work #chris evans fandom #having fun planning this in my brain #if i could share all of my thoughts.....nevermind #chasingmarvel moodboards & graphics #chasingmarvel moodboards

[leelee1234love]

Sit Down Dove

18+ Minors DNI!!!

Full Masterlist Legend Masterlist

Pairing: Reggie Kray x Fem!Reader

Summary: Sitting on Reggies Lap

Warnings: Smoking,sitting on lap,alcohol,gang,mentions of business deal,cigarettes!!! (Please tell me if I missed any!!!)

I stood behind the bar and poured a drink for Reggie, I grabbed the now filled glass and I walked back over to reggie, he was smoking whilst he was sat in a booth with Joe,ted and Ronnie.

Reggie was sat on the end of the booth so I walked over and placed his drink in front of him, I was about to walk away but he stopped me, he grabbed my hand as I turned around and he spoke up.

"Stay" he said and I looked over to him confused but I smiled.

He then patted on his thigh and I was shocked, I looked at him confused.

Did he really want me to sit on his lap?

"Sit dove" he said as he then carried on talking to Ron and ted about another gang and business deal.

I carefully sat down onto his lap and he instinctively wrapped his arm around my waist and blew the smoke of his cigar away from me.

After awhile, I relaxed and I laid my head on his shoulder as I monged, I focused on the pattern of the ceiling I had never noticed the swirls and curls of the patterns before.

Until, Reggie took me by surprise as he removed his hand from my waist and placed it between my thighs and made small circles on it with his thumb.

I smiled when I inhaled and got a woof of his aftershave, he smelt like heaven.

As it got later the club closed and everyone was leaving, Reggie said goodbyes to anyone who came over but he didn't make me move from my spot on his lap, he actually wrapped his arm around me again and gave me light kisses on my cheek and temple.

And we sat there for awhile, just where I belong.

#reggie kray #reggie kray x reader #reggiekray #ron kray #kray twins #kray brothers #the krays #tom hardy #legend #legend film #x reader #mobster #gangster #mafia bf #mafiaau #mafia au

[uppastthejelliclemoon]

Oooh, please give me a breakdown of the Mafia Brothers AU? I mind you talking about it a while back and I remember being intrigued!

Sorry to hear about your roommate, that sucks 😔

it definitely sucks, especially since we're graduating in a week, but she's quarantining at home, so hopefully she starts to feel better soon bc i want to hug my roommate 😭

ok, before i start crying again, Mafia Brothers AU!

it's kind of an AU of my Human AU, meaning that it's got the same characters, OCs, and relationships! Also, Macavity's characterization is basically Human AU Macavity, just making better choices

Macavity's the head of the family after Old Deuteronomy retires, Munkustrap is in charge of the business aspect, and Tugger is in charge of all their connections and relationships with businesses and other families, which is how he eventually meets Mistoffelees

Tugger is CONSTANTLY overlooked by outsiders, which gives him a good advantage when it comes to making deals.

the "inner circle" consists of Macavity, Munkustrap, Tugger, Alonzo, Athena, Demeter, Bombalurina, Mistoffelees, and Serafina.

Old Deuteronomy's inner circle consisted of: Bustopher, Asparagus, Jellylorum, Jennyanydots, Skimbleshanks, Grizabella, and Amunet

Macavity and Athena's kids are Sekhmet, Ares, and Persephone (just like the human AU)

Hades, Apollo, Thetis, Iris, and Hestia are Tugger, Mistoffelees, and Serafina's kids biologically. Jubilee is adopted into Tugger's branch of the family.

Demeter and Munkustrap have Jemima!

Serafina's backstory is QUITE angsty within this AU, without going into much detail, Tugger and Mistoffelees meet her after an accident involving the Pollicles happens.

Plato is a bouncer at one of Bustopher's clubs, where he meets Victoria. His little group consists of Mungojerrie, Rumpleteazer, Tumblebrutus, and Pouncival.

Because his fiancé is Mistoffelees' sister, Plato is able to get Tumblebrutus and Pouncival off the streets and get them protection within the family, which is where they meet Hestia and her siblings and cousins.

Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer follow their friends, but not for another few years, when the twins end up managing to steal Macavity's wallet, and they go to return it.

Sekhmet and Hades are the future co-heads of the family, and Ares will be Sekhmet's right hand while Thetis will be Hades'.

#mafia brothers au #cats the musical

[ep2nd]

I've been looking at Flower and Sea Family AU and decided, here, crumbs:

Xornoth and Illumina are AroAce

Illumina had no clue that the LGBTQ excited until he met Scott, and Scott may have stolen him and talked about it for the next 5 hours

Jimmy likes soccor

Lizzy, Xornoth, Scott dye their hair, sorry Jimmy, lots of colors

Fwhip, Sausage, and Gem all went to the same hifhschool, duh, and met a trash kid named Oli, who Fwhip may or may not have locked in a room for a week while abusing student council privileges

Lauren's here, somewhere, kinda just Scott's best friend turned chosen sister after leaving his Father

Sparklez exists, and exists to be the tired dad that adopts Lauren, Xornoth, Oli, and Scott as his younger siblings, against his choice

Give him a cup of coffee, he'll be fiiiineeeee

Been so long from last posting about this AU may have forgotten some things, OH WELL

Send me headcannons :3

#Flower and Sea Family AU #scott smajor #xornoth #geminitay #mythicalsausage #fwhip #oli orionsnound #laurenzside #captain sparklez #jimmy solidarity #ldshadowlady #illumina #Scott and Xornoth are good brothers #horrible Father though #mafia au #F in the chat for Sparklez man

[naffeclipse]

Not sure if anyone’s asked this before, but if mob bosses!Sun and Moon ended up in og Sleuth Jesters (or if Sun and Moon just never became detectives), would mob boss!Eclipse be more willing to share with them, or would he still be just as possessive over the vigilante? I wasn’t ever sure if his refusal to share was because detectives!Sun and Moon directly opposed him or if it’s just because he doesn’t like sharing, period.

He doesn't like sharing except with his brothers, so in such a case that his brothers were in his gang, Mafia Boss!Eclipse would be willing to share the vigilante! Obsession of Y/N and anger toward his brother in the main storyline fueled his desire to keep Y/N to himself.

Funny enough, part of why Eclipse doesn't like Sun and Moon touching what's his is because he was rejected by Sun and Moon but here they are, chasing after a criminal that's, really, no better than him, supposedly unaware of their bloody past. He knew that they wouldn't have Y/N once they found out the truth. He knew they wouldn't appreciate Y/N for what they are. He knew they didn't deserve someone as ruthless and deadly as Y/N. Only he did, and after all he did for his ungrateful brothers, he'll let himself have this one, as a treat.

#eclipse can share like in the bounty hunter au #it's just hard for him then #in the police chief au he would be fine with it if his brothers weren't crime lords and terrorizing y/n lol #sleuth jesters #mafia boss!eclipse

[starlightshadowsworld]

The Port Mafia brothers AU

Aka Bsd except Akutugawa and Dazai have a good sibling relationship.

Dazai: walks in Aaaakkkuuuuu!

Akutagawa: No.

Dazai: You didn't even hear what I was going to say.

Akutagawa: I know that voice, it's you're 'I'm about to do something stupid voice.'

Dazai: But this is my normal voice.

Akutagawa: Exactly.

Dazai: Meanie, and here I was going to ask if you wanted some of these delicious figs.

Akutagawa:... You have my attention, what do you want?

Dazai: smirk Well~

.........

Chuuya: I thought you said you weren't gonna help him pull more stupid pranks.

Akutagawa: eating figs I did, but he's my brother. And I can and will be bought depending on the prize.

Chuuya: snorts At least your honest, where he is anyway?

Explosion goes off nearby

Chuuya:... Asked and answered. You're not gonna help him?

Akutugawa: I said I can be bought but not all the figs in the universe can make me face the wrath of Kouyou.

Chuuya: Smart kid, there's hope for you yet. Let's scram though, before he drags us down with him.

Akutagawa: Agreed.

#The Port Mafia brothers AU #bsd #bsd akutagawa #akutagawa ryuunosuke #bsd chuuya #chuuya nakahara #bsd dazai #dazai osamu #bungou stray dogs

[moshieee]

Fun fact

bun knows sign language, can't say anything in it, but can read it

How do you keep making bun so adorable hsvahavsbs

#asks #sona mafia au #mafia bun #mutual #bun bun brother

[panthera-tigris-venenata]

The Badun detective agency in the 1920 mafia AU

For @hannahhook7744 I hope you enjoy!

There is a child at Jace's doorstep.

A fucking child, looking up at him with wide innocent eyes, like a fucking cherub. His hair a wild mess flung around by the chilly wind, and their ends were dyed blue.

(Who on earth lets a child dye its hair?)

Jace slowly blinks and looks down again: the boy is still here. Well.

„What do you want, kid?“ he asks, hoping that the child might want, well, directions back to his parents? That would be nice?

„My mom has three disembodied corpses in her basement,“ the boy states blankly, a picture of perfect innocence. His eyes are suddenly mildly unnerving, and it takes Jace's brain a moment to catch up on him.

„…What the fuck?“ he mutters more for himself than for the child, who takes it as an encouragement to repeat its words anyway.

So Jace draws a sharp breath and yells down the hall at his cousin: „Harry! Come here this instant! And bring your gun!“

You know, just in case-

Harry Badun runs to the door in truly record speed, the weapon safely pointed down. He looks disappointed when he sees only a child.

„Tell him what you told me,“ Jace sights towards the visitor.

„My mom has three disembodied corpses in her basement. They talk to me when I sleep.“

Ok. 

That is a new info.

This is cool. Totally cool.

Harry tightens his grip on the weapon and looks around the street, then up the roofs, which, you know, always a good idea.

They are clear, though. It doesn't look as if anyone is gonna jump them, much less some psychotic woman. Those don't tend to be too quiet, and the Badun cousins would know.

Oh, and by the way. That silhouette against that balustrade over there? That is totally Reza. Snogging Jade. Harry owes Jace for this one. 

Anyway. Right, the corpses.

„Come on, kid,“ he says, „Go inside and then tell us what you know, yeah?“

The kid's eyes shine as he steps inside and exclaims: „Do I get to be a detective too? I have always wanted to be a detective! I would be an awesome detective, since I know how do bodies look how long after death already!“

This is not a worrying statement at all. Not at all.

A shadow peels off the wall. Hermie. She was listening the whole time, of course she was.

„Dead bodies?“

„What exactly do you mean?!“

The kid answers and Jace bites back the irrational need to scream his lungs out. A vein at his temple pulses as the kid starts describing a rotting corpse with freakish accuracy to way too interested Hermie.

„Quiet! I need to concentrate!“ shouts Yzla from upstairs, „This is a delicate process!“

„Stop painting your pretty pictures for a moment,“ shouts Harry back, „This is a bloody murder case!“

„I'm trying to recreate Renoir here, you ignorant simpleton-“

„A what?“

Yzla screams incoherently and Jace interrupts the argument before it can truly begin: 

„We also have a kid that might be in danger and knows absolutely too much.“

„…I'm coming. But if the paint dries and I won't be able to get back to it, it will be all your fault.“

Jace doesn't even acknowledge that as worthy of an answer.

„Jace?“ Hermie nudges him slightly, while the kid infodumps at slightly traumatized-looking Harry about the different types of gunshot wounds, „Should I get Reza too?“

„…Nah,“ decides Jace, „He is snogging Jade right now, and we wouldn't want to interrupt.“

Hermie nods curtly and turns over to Harry: „You owe me and Yzla a bottle of cognac,“ she says, and Jace whistles. His cousin is losing in the big, today.

The kid tugs at his sleeve: „So what about my mom's basement, Mr Detective?“ the kid asks and he really should ask who his mom is. Also, what is his name?

So he asks, and when the child answers, looking at him with impossibly wide eyes, he almost gets an aneurysm.

„I'm detective Hadie, sir,“ the child reports proudly. Harry and Hermie just shrug – they don't know what is happening either. Nor does Yzla, who just appeared at the top of the stairs, wearing nothing but a negligee, and didn't she say she was working?

Oh, well.

Jace clears his throat.

„Right, kid. Hadie. And who is your mother?“

„But you are detectives!“ the child protests, „You gotta know that, no?“

„…Sure. We know that. Absolutely. And the bodies? Wait, no,“ Jace catches himself. This will certainly be a conversation, so:

„Let's go to the saloon first, shall we?“

Even if the saloon is just a fancy name for a room with a dining table and the kitchen counter, as he and Harry can hardly afford anything else.

They do have enough chairs, though, even if they are rarely used and mostly ignored: Hermie sits on the table, swinging her legs idly in the air, and Yzla plops herself down Harry's lap, setting his weapon aside. Fucking menace, that girl.

Jace himself takes the chair next to them and the boy stays standing.

(If Reza wouldn't be too busy with his current hookup, he would just lean against the wall and try to look very cool and intimidating, and smoke his cigarettes. Jace could do with a cigarette himself. Or better yet, a drink. The cigarette smoke reminds himself and Harry a bit too much of Cruella.)

„Now, tell us what you know,“ Jace asks the kid and damn. That kid. Does not shut up. Ever.

By the first thirty minutes, Yzla gets up and opens a bottle of wine to pass around, not even bothering with the glasses.

By an hour, Hermie is playing with her favourite dagger a bit too much and Harry has reclaimed back his handgun.

By hour and half, Jace is very ready to bleach his brain, thank you very much.

Hadie slows for a moment and Jace immediately stops him: „I think that's quite enough for today, Hadie,“ he says, „Thank you. Would you just step behind that door real quick?“

The kid pouts at him.

„Ehm… Me and my detectives need to discuss the evidence you just presented to us. And decide the, ehm, next course of action.“

Hadie finally steps behind the door when all present adults – including Eddie, who showed up half-way through – point at them.

And there is not much of a discussion, not really.

„Tell me we are taking that kid to Uma,“ blurts out Yzla before he can even speak.

„We could keep him,“ propose Hermie and Harry at the same time, and, yeah, no. As if Harry didn’t know they are barely staying afloat as it is, never mind, you know, not remotely responsible enough to raise a child?

…Yeah, it says a lot when a child would be safer on the streets, under the protection of one of the wildest Auradon City gangs, than anywhere else.

„We are taking him to Uma,“ decides Jace, and Yzla sights in relief. Eddie motions for her to pass the wine.

„You can come back, kid!“ Jace raises his voice, „We have decided!“

„Yay!“ the tiny disaster runs back to the room, „Do I get to be a detective too? Will we solve the case of my mother’s basement? Track down the victims’ family?“

Actually…

Jace knows how to get the kid to cooperate and go to safety voluntarily now: He winks at his associates, as to signal the general „don’t question me, I’ve got this.“

„Sure we are, kid. But, you see, right now we are working on another serious case, and we need you to help us. Will you be our eyes on the streets, detective Hadie?“

„Yes! I will, Mr detective sir! When do I start?“

„As soon as we can get you to the location. Now, let’s not lose any more time: We will debrief you on the way.“

That will hopefully give Jace enough time to come up with decent backstory, so, yeah.

With a yawn, Yzla gets up and sets off to her atelier, also known as the attic, not bothering to say goodbye, and Harry sets off to find his metal boxer and emergency knife.

„Reza is gonna be so mad he missed this-“ Hermie giggles, „It’s gonna be so much fun!“

And then, the Badun detective agency escorts its newest member, or, more accurately, adoptee, to Uma.

They don’t have any idea how much trouble they are causing Uma in the long run.

#disney descendants #badun detective agency #the 1920 mafia au #it will likely get a second part #aka: pissed off Mal tries to find her troublemaking little brother #and Uma is not amused #Jace badun #harry badun #hadie descendants #yzla descendants #hermie bing #reza descendants

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i'm having too much fun writing this fic (i made myself cry)

#for reference its a black family 70s mafia au #i don't know magic but i know mafia #guns go boom knife sharp wow #sirius black #regulus black #the black brothers #the marauders era #the marauders #wolfstar #jegulus #jily