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soul-shenanigans · 1 month
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Bosssss! Killer is hitting up on the bartender...! Again...!
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POV: You're the bartender in question-
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calcium-supplement · 2 years
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Quick scribble
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daily-media · 1 year
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Italian mafia killer Edgardo Greco caught 16 years later, was making pizzas
Greco is now in detention after appearing before an investigating magistrate in Lyon, who formally notified him of the Italian arrest warrant.
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A convicted murderer with ties to one of Italy's most notorious mafia organisations was caught and arrested Thursday in France, where he was working as a pizza chef. The International Criminal Police Organisation, or Interpol, said Edgardo Greco, 63, was on the run for over 16 years and was finally apprehended from Saint-Etienne in the French Alps area.
Greco is now in detention after appearing before an investigating magistrate in Lyon, who formally notified him of the Italian arrest warrant, British publication Guardian said.
He is believed to have ties to the dangerous 'Ndrangheta - an organised crime syndicate from the Calabria region of southern Italy. Greco was sentenced to life imprisonment by an Italian court of killing two rivals - Stefano and Giuseppe Bartolomeo - in 2006. Their bodies were never recovered; media reports claims Greco used acid to dissolve the corpses.
Greco escaped from police custody shortly afterwards and did not resurface till 2014 - as Paolo Dimitrio. In those eight years he worked in several restaurants before setting up his own eatery - Caffe Rossini Ristorante. So secure was he in his alias that Greco appeared in local TV and newspapers ads to market his restaurant's recipes, the BBC reported.
Greco is also accused of the attempted murder of another man - Emiliano Mosciaro.
'Ndrangheta is considered to be one of the world’s most powerful organised crime syndicates and has a global presence with links to cocaine and weapons trafficking.
This is the second major mafia figure arrested by European officials in the past weeks.
Last month Matteo Messina Denaro - one of Italy's most wanted mafia bosses - was caught by police in Sicily where he was undergoing unspecified medical treatment.
Denaro - reportedly on run for nearly three decades - has been convicted of dozens of murders, including helping to plan a pair of bombings that killed top anti-Mafia prosecutors.
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sunsetandthemoon · 9 days
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The ​Heart Killers | GMMTV 2024
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itsxroxannex · 3 months
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Gosh he's so fine 😭😔
Killer belongs to RahafWabas
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nomlioart · 6 months
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drew some of my fav aus raaahh
@xbeih @ali-borsch @sillykimiko @tinderboxofsillyideas @kairokust @bobmirum @frostinepac3 👉👈
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also bonus lmao don't ask
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and another bonus- 💀 (stay tuned...)
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mitskiluvr · 7 months
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beast will always mean SO much to me because of everything it tells us about atsushi and akutagawa. all the parallels between them. they were both victims of circumstance—akutagawa ended up on the side of “good” in beast and atsushi didn’t and at their core they were both just teenagers trying to find a way to survive with the hand that was dealt to them
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didderd · 1 month
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Wait, what do you mean by a couple of extra snaps? - simps? Anon
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oh nothing. just som extra guys hanging around. :3
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sillykimiko · 8 months
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Last but not the least, Soda.
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@bobmirum @xbeih @ali-flaion @tinderboxofsillyideas @victoria-weee @kairokust @frostinepac3 @hakkids @radiopixelctive @nomorething1
Sorry I was feeling a little silly.
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sleepyomori · 4 months
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I'm mothering
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bob-mirum · 5 months
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Some more realistic(??) men :v
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Also this babygirl for @kairokust
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soul-shenanigans · 2 months
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Bad boys, bad boys-
Whatchya gonna do-
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safwunnz · 7 months
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Uhh just made this in class for fun lol
the diesel Murder time trio 🙏🙏🫶😫🛐🛐
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Grrrrrkfprjfo I love that they’re all different shapes :3 makes them more unique >.<
ALSO FUCK YEAH HORROR’S A BIG FUCKING BOY
here are the measurements in centimeters btw
Killer: 172cm
Dust: 179cm
Horror: 195cm
*cOUgH* planning on making nm even bigger *COUgH*
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Pilot!
Summary: Life leads you to treacherous roads after deciding to enter the dangerous life you knew well not to follow.Having gojo by your side inviting you deeper and deeper into all that’s wrong in the world, inciting you to be selfish and carefree wasn’t supposed to be to your liking, so why do you shiver with adrenaline every time he decides to be the devil on your shoulder?
Contents: Mafia boss gojo x secretary reader.(civilian au ig)
Gojo being an egocentric bitch! Wealthy gojo! X no nonsense reader.
Warnings: trigger warning if you’re not interested in anything mafia related. The narration of this story is inspired by Latin and Asian mafia.
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It was a usual lovely Sunday night, you stepped out of the shower after carefully washing yourself with the most luxurious products money could by, the sage burning on top of the marble sink is enticing all your senses into pure relaxation.
You stepped out of the shower to your cozy heated floors and quickly threw on your fluffy bathrobe, god forbid your body ever threatens to even shiver. Your gorgeous figure is seen walking to your sink to plug in your airwrap so you could dry your Fresh deep conditioned hair so you could prep your hair for work tomorrow.
You were about to turn on your hair dryer when you heard a easily recognizable motorcycle exhaust pipe roar near your street, you chuckled to your self seems like some neighbor of yours managed to get a Harley Road glide cvo for themselves. You cringe at yourself after recognizing some work vehicles on your day off. After visibly shaking your head , your hands seem to newly glide towards the dyson but unfortunately a knock on your door seems to disrupt your short lived peace.
You slip on some Sanrio themed slippers and head to the door, thinking that maybe it’s your new neighbor, Alyssa; a mid aged single mom that always seemed to be missing a cup of sugar or a stick of butter to which you always glad fully gave some to.
But to your surprise, when you open the door your gaze is set upon a black suit with a gray dress shirt underneath, your nose is immediately hit with the smell of a jean Paul Gaultier perfume as the notes of bergamot , orange and amber hit your nose, you painfully raise your head to meet the eyes of the owner of the eccentric aura that is invading your foyer.
His eyes are cold and dead;hidden behind some luscious white lashes. His skin white as a ghost you wouldn’t want to approach in your worst nightmare , as your vision started to descend you crossed his tall nose bridged and visually visited his plump pink lips. Naturally this is where you would stop staring but you couldn’t help but notice how beautifully your bossess sharp jawline decorated his Addams apple.
There were few times you stood this close to him,then you realized. He was at your house,as reality set in you took a step back as fear slowly flooded your system, but for the sake of your job you couldn’t show it; so you quickly put on your resting bitch face and crossed your arms.
You sigh.
-“Where’s your god mother?”- you ask referring to where’s his body guard. He points his head to the motorcycle parked behind the 2024 BMW 7 series sedan. Geto always trailed behind your boss vehicle like a shadow; ironic considering the roar the motorcycles emits is similar to that of a lions.
After returning his gaze to you he trails his eyes from the crown of your head to your freshly manicured toes while lifting the corner of his lips.
-“The more important question is, did you get all dolled up, so pretty, just for me?”- He asked with a smug expression adorning his face.
When you started the job as his secretary, you were freshly graduated from business school. Plenty of companies were desperate to have you as their employee after some internships. But you were set on owning your own company that was until one morning on your door arrived a fruit basket adorned with a letter made out of thick and soft boujee ass paper, all that was written on it was the address of the restaurant of the city and a time stamp. You decided to go out of pure curiosity. As soon as you arrived you were led to a private room that’s where you met the curious man that’s currently crouching under your door frame.
As you sat down and talked , he talked about his business, all was well until he mentioned his business was humbly the proud owner of the tittle of the biggest drug exporter to south east Asia.
You did what any rational person would do , calmly get up and book it to the door but before you could reach your destiny , your now boss clicked his fingers and a pair of gorillas came and grabbed you by your arms and forced you to sit down.
Gojo smiled cynically while laying down your 2 options.
1.You ratting your meeting out to the feds and having your pretty little pink tongue off.
2.Accepting the job offer to be his secretary earning a ridiculously high salary , health care , pension anything you could think of.
You decided for the latter.
Getting back to reality;you had to figure out what to do with the sexy giant at your door.
-“Gojo you know my boundaries, no out of office meetings and no Gore-y things in front of me.Cmon dude you’re better than this. Plus how did you even find me I’ve moved like twice in the last 2 years.”- you muttered looking at his serious face.
After finishing your dialogue you couldn’t help but notice a hint of uneasiness, he couldn’t be mad at you for reminding him your boundaries, right? You know him, you know him like the palm of your hand, or so you thought.
-“I have my ways. Aren’t you going to let me in? You hiding something?”- He says leaning forward scoping your house out.
-“Um, fuck , mean yeah sure go ahead.”- You responded moving to the side letting his breeze by you.
His tall figure literally invaded you apartment, he rested his hands in his pockets as he examined your living space, after memorizing you living room he sat down on your puffy jade sofa.
-“So this is what they call a woman’s touch huh, I’ll be brief, I need you to take your little bathrobe off and put on some decent clothes and pack your little passport and follow me to the car.We’re going to Shanghai baby ,I’ll explain later.”-He ordered wishing you would run to obey his every command
You cackled in disbelief. Truth be told you were scared of the business you were in ,that’s why to protect yourself you set up a rule that you wouldn’t work outside of an office or a meeting room. For the moment you were only used to having reunions with new money idiots who wanted to get even richer fast. You knew nothing good waited for you in Shanghai.
You weren’t afraid to joke around him and push his buttons, he made it clear he needed you, his business flourished the minute you stepped in, you organized his accounting’s in many banks over seas , you created plenty of paper companies to launder his money , you charmed his business associates into shady business and secured international funding. He could never dream of hurting you. Well, not in a way you wouldn’t like of course.
-“I think you’re tripping balls man, no fucking way.Why would I ever do that?”-You striked back as you violently shake your head.
He grinned at the way you thought you could say no to him, he also grinned at the sight of your robe becoming loose.
-“I’ll pay you triple your hourly wage , 5 personal staff , 2 bullet proof trucks for the duration of the trip and all the arrangements paid by me of course. And since I’m feeling nice I’ll even throw in a shopping spree so you don’t have to worry that cute head of yours on packing clothes.”- He smiled being charmed by his own charisma.
You scrunched your eyebrows and turned around having your hair flip behind you.
-“Call Geto in to help me with his bags.”
-“Yes, mam.”
Gojo’s ears glowed red after realizing he could virtually get you to do anything to satiate his desires.
You had no idea about what’s about to come.
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A/n: hello, I literally started writing this frantically at 12 am knowing I had class from how inspired I was , I plan this to be a full story ig idk how to describe itanyways , suggestions or request accepted!! Comments are appreciated!!!😘
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aylish91 · 1 year
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Mafia! Nightmare x Reader?
After being cursed to never sit down, and a long wait, we finally get to see a bit of the man himself! Hope you enjoy!
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When Challengers Fall
“W h a t...”   
The phone creaked dangerously within a black skeletal hand, body unnaturally still in its seat at the desk. Even Killer stilled from the sudden change in his boss. Though he thought he’d seen it all, something much more sinister began brooding within the Don. It had him on edge. Whatever this was, it wasn’t like the rage or anger that normally occurred in this line of work. This, was something else completely.   
It caused sweat to bead on his skull with dread.  
Kingpin Lord Don Nightmare had more than earned the moniker after becoming the undisputed head of the mafia currently in and around Ebbot City. Though he was far from allies with the other factions, his reach was far and hold strong.  
A true king of the Underground. Unyielding and unmovable.  
Something, was very wrong.  
In eerie calmness, the phone was placed back onto the receiver. Then with a slow breath and a steepling of fingers, the dark lord opened his one good socket to a blazing and sharp eyelight.   
“Contact Error. I wish to make a  d e a l.”   
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You had to grit your teeth against the stings and aches as you were half dragged through multiple rooms and hallways into a more secluded part of the building. Multiple men followed behind while more ran ahead to unlock any door that got in your way. Dark hair did little to hide the furious brown eyes of your tormentor as you went, the fresh cut across his cheek and ear making you uncomfortable.  
You were still bound when he came for you, chaos already spreading throughout the building. You hoped it was help. Prayed it was salvation and not a rise before a fall. The only thing going for you at the moment was the fact you hadn’t been outright killed as soon as he showed up. 
But things could always change. 
An explosion somewhere behind you had a few men cursing, plumes of smoke billowing down multiple hallways. Manic glitched laughter could be heard over muffled panicked screams. It made your group move faster. With only a few more turns to make it to a recessed keypad that opened a hidden elevator, the laughter growing unsettlingly close as everyone attempted to fit inside the small space. It wasn’t much longer that you arrived at an underground garage.  
The grip on your upper arm tightened.   
It was quiet, a single light the only thing keeping the darkness at bay. You were surprised to see several bodies littering what little you could see of the area, some disappearing within the shadows.  
Slowly, the first few exited, guns drawn and ready.  
“I’m curious. Did you really think I would roll over so easily?”   
The familiar voice had your hope rising in your chest, unshed tears threatening to fall as you thrashed against your restraints and called out. During your struggle, you ended up between the open doors, forced to your knees by your hair with a gun to your head. Tensions were high as your captor cursed you and gave your head a firm shake.  
“I’m getting tired of these games, Nightmare! All you had to do was give me what I wanted! Now I’m tempted to put a nice pretty hole in your little sunshine’s head. Your parlor tricks don’t affect me!”  
Nightmare’s reverberating growl echoed through the garage as the darkness around the light shifted. “Damn fool. You have failed to account for a great many things, Reed. I didn’t get this far by giving orders from the safety of closed doors, nor listening to whelps like you!” 
Everything moved at once. 
Nightmare formed from the void, fur-trimmed overcoat elegantly slipping from his shoulders as black sharpened tentacles sprang from his back. His once gentle and saccharine smile was now sharp and contorted, almost crazed as he bore his teeth in anger. His eyelight was the brightest you’d ever seen. Dust had appeared from the right, a volley of sharpened bones already formed with his raised gun, Axe charging from the left. 
Just as bullets, magic, and tentacles converged, the light shattered.  
The doors closed.  
Only a couple of other men remained inside with you, frantically trying to get the buttons to work. Reed pushed you over to slam a fist against the doors in his rage. Turning back to you, a sick expression of glee formed on his face as he raised his gun, only stopping when the elevator shook with a bang. 
“Surprise!” 
The upper panel flew open as blue strings snaked in, Killer effortlessly sliding down while simultaneously kicking one man in the face and then stabbing the other in the chest. He was fast, making short work of the two stragglers before turning his attention to Reed. Dodging a round, he pushed forward to use his shoulder to slam him into the far wall, effectively disarming the man. You maneuvered yourself as best you could out of the way while Killer leveled a gun back at Reed's chest.  
With a smug grin and a snap of his fingers, the doors to the elevator opened, grin ticking higher at the sight of his freshly stained boss patiently waiting just outside. “Unfortunate really. I won’t be able to finish the job. Seems the Boss wants a word.”  
Reed wasn’t even able to retort before black tendrils wrapped around his neck and body, dragging him out and squeezing. Admiring the struggling figure dangling above the floor, he waved a hand at the others. 
“Watch over them. I have business to attend to. I think it's time to show the others what awaits them If they DARE touch what’s  M I N E.” 
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Tainted but safe arms took you home and away from that hell.  
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You weren’t allowed to watch or read the news for a month. You figured you didn’t need to know about it anyway. 
Grandmaster Post Mafia Master
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itsxroxannex · 7 months
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Daddy🤲🤲🤲
Killer belongs to RahafWabas
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