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ibelieveinahappilyeverafter · 2 months

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The Mafia Princess - Part One: The Setup

[If you haven't already, you're going to want to head to the post that has all the detail for what the heck is going on!]

Elsa would like to speak to every adult that had told her CPS was going to take care of her and help her find a great home and she didn't need to worry about anything except getting better. She would then like to call them all liars.

If she were forced to be honest then she would have to say it hadn't been all bad. She had met some really great adults and had even made some good friends. That only made the bad parts even worse, though.

All those great adults had moved on to help other, littler kids and all those good friends had been shipped off to other orphanges or foster homes. (Except the lucky ones that had been adopted.)

That left her at where she currently was, which was hiding under her bed with her hands over her ears and trying to block out the yelling and screaming that was coming from downstairs.

Becky, her foster sister that was a couple months away from being eighteen, had finally come back after disappearing for the last two days. Linda, her foster mom, was being her usual welcoming self and screaming that she was going to call the police and have Becky taken the second she turned eighteen.

So far there had only been screaming, but Elsa had only been at Linda and Rob's for a couple of months, so she wasn't sure if they were the type to start hitting. She hadn't been stuck in a place like that yet, but she had known enough people to know it wasn't something to mess around with.

"You don't control me!" Somehow, even with her hands over her ears, it was like the yelling was only getting louder.

"Yes I do!" There were muffled noises and then Elsa heard what could only be the sound of the door slamming shut. She wasn't sure if Becky had left or if she had been thrown out and locked out of the house.

Either way, Elsa was likely left alone in the house with an angry Linda since Rob was still gone at work. She didn't know how an angry Linda would act towards an innocent party, and she wasn't about to stick around to figure it out. She was twelve, not stupid.

[The story is in your hands, tumblr! You have one day to decide, so, what should Elsa do next?]

#mafia princess #writing #story #poll #original #my writing

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little-corritrice · 1 year

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| The Mafia | ~ Stray Kids

Genre: Mafia Au, Fanfiction

Pairing: Stray Kids x y/n

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Violence, Weapon Usage, Kidnapping, Torture...

Synopsis ~ y/n was just living her life, but when she ran into troubles of her past, she found herself being auctioned off to a mafia named Ateez. Within her time, she soon finds another whom she knows...

~ Characters/Introduction ~

~ Part 1 ~

~ Part 2 ~

~ Part 3~

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~ Part 5 ~

~ Part 6 ~

~ Part 7 ~

~ Part 8 ~

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~ Part 11 ~

~ Part 12 ~

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~ Part 15 ~

~ Part 16 ~

~ Part 17 ~

~ Part 18 ~

~ Part 19 ~

~ Part 20 ~

~ Part 21 ~

~ Part 22 ~

~ Part 23 ~

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#fanfiction #fantasy #mafia au #mafia princess #reader insert #straykids #straykids x reader #skz x reader #y/n story #Bang Chan #Lee Minho #Seo Changbin #Hwang Hyunjin #Han Jisung #Lee Felix #Kim Seungmin #Yang Jeongin

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rag-cat-rp · 11 months

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Female mobster's dinner... 🍽️👑💣

#mafia princess #crime #gun #gangster #luxury #gangsta girl #newpost #mafia #aesthetic #crime roleplay #assassin #crime fiction #dangerous girl #girls n guns #girlswithguns

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liquorisce · 11 months

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https://www.tumblr.com/hedonysms/718300170039787520/god-i-also-wanna-do-a-good-ol-fashioned-best?source=share

Mikasa is Eren’s best friend’s little sister? 👀👀 explain tell us everything

HAHAHWH actually i want to do this as an ichihime fic… mafia princess kind of thing 😇

where sora and ichigo are besties and sora is the new capo after killing his dad for the position and because they’re under attack, ichigo (who is just a common soldier, but more important bc of his friendship with sora) is tasked with protecting orihime in an obscure, remote location.

orihime has had a crush on ichigo for yeaaaaars, literally since she was a little girl. ichigo has just treated her like a little sister mostly bc of the age gap 🥲

now comes the forced proximity 😈

#anonymous conversations #ichihime #mafia princess

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semiferalstreetcoyote · 1 year

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ok but those mafia princess tiktoks literally have the same plot as skyrim. “only the long lost dovahkiin can understand this mysterious writing in the crypt” and then shit starts to glow when you go up to it shits just chosen one tiktoks for boys

#skyrim #mafia princess #i’m right and i know it #unbelievably hyped how skyrim started mysteriously trending right after i got back into it

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bloodintoink-blog · 1 year

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Nothing matters

There's an impending battle I want to fight I'm training day and night breaking back carelessly running recklessly exhausting myself Bones aching, body numbing Mother tells me, "Stop this non-sense, Do you have a death wish?" I say, "No mother, I want to win." I'm not alone in this I have my people training beside me Day and night Some of us draining life out of ourselves Giving our all Breaking nails and fingers Sweating in crimson, bloody knuckles, tears on the brim And some saving their life for later I keep training to give my best But In the battle I am dead I gave my all And I am still dead

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pale-horse-writing · 1 year

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so a mind reader and a cannibal mob princess walk into a prom together

#art #digital art #sketch #comic #oc #oc art #mob #mafia #mafia princess #DRAWING HER AGAIN FINALLY #psychic #superpowers #superhero fiction #cannibal #cannibalism #intrusive thoughts

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mingzisdrgongxuo · 8 months

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A greeting.

That brick is usually used as a doorstop located straight ahead, and way the fuck over there and opened and closed frequently at night. He suddenly has a spitting problem too.

And noisy brake calipers and wheel bearings, and his right headlight is out since five days ago. That's when his security company vehicle became noisy.

Last night were the idiots trying to witness something too.

There's the Play by play of text and dms and dickpics and then

There's the helicopter with flashing red lights that flew by in the distance above the far trees.

Then this guy runs out to his white p/u truck that is backed in, with flashing red tail lights when using his alarm (The Tom Araya clone's kid probably) and leaves.

There's the helicopter with green marker lights on, that flew directly overhead maybe five minutes later while I was sitting outside after curfew hours. It's past children's bedtime and apparently some predator wants to be up in my shit and taunt me about it.

Was that the person who sent me the dickpics? Or some criminal trying to stare over my shoulder in case he needs to fuck with anything he objects to.

Then the part about the security guard sitting there standing on his brake pedal (idling in the street just past the nearest white car in the daylight photo) until he sees me use a Bic cigarette lighter from where I'm sitting behind all this bullshit. He leaves after that.

Then the other tenant or visitor standing on their brake pedal. engine off, lights off. But standing on his brake pedal for a half hour. Is somebody trying to have a care bear stareing contest with me? I use my cigarette lighter and suddenly they decide to start their car and leave.

Were you trying to obtain or procure blackmail from me? Photographic evidence to try and use against somebody for leverage in the future for example, somebody cheating on their spouse. or the Law.

Was somebody trying to bear Witness without invitation?

Or was this about some ritual subsitution/stunt double crap? So an uninvited observer can covet and compartmentalize my habits or activity in their "fucked in the head", "doesn't know right from wrong and/or doesn't give a fuck anyway", brain

and act like a fucking dick about my energy transfer.

Does the security guard or anybody else read this? How would he know how to find me on tumblr?

Did you tell him?

Was this before or after accusing me of being a snitch? Hypocrite. And trying to prove who I talk to.

And they've got all these rose bushes and their thorns along the fenceline in case anybody wants to get fancy and try to hop over in spandex and a cape and play captain cockblock.

#mafia princess #ABUSE OF POWER #election integrity #mkultra

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sugarsugaroriginals · 8 months

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CHARACTER SPOTLIGHT: On Chasing Chesca's Daniel

By Sugar, Sugar Staff

In the creation of "Chasing Chesca," our primary focus has consistently revolved around the theme of "forbidden love." This theme delves into the intricate dynamics of attraction between two individuals, marred by external forces that render their love unattainable.

To elevate this concept, we introduced a character who serves as our narrator, providing an external perspective into the world of the 1980s as depicted in "Chasing Chesca." Surprisingly, this narrator, Daniel, brought unexpected layers of confusion and angst to the narrative. Daniel is not only Peter's close friend but also our guide through this gripping story.

While Daniel was a last-minute addition to the tale, his role in shaping the narrative cannot be overstated. In "Welcome to Jefferson: Freshman Year," Daniel opens the series by sharing insights into his relationship with his home, Peter, and Peter's mother, giving us a glimpse into his state of mind. His friendship with Peter originally blossomed as a response to the bullying he endured in grade school, offering him a social safety net amidst both his troubled home life and the challenges of school.

However, the unpredictable nature of school life soon leads to changes in their friendship dynamics. Daniel experiences separation anxiety in "Jew This and Jew That," and by the latest chapter, "Doreen's Son," we observe a noticeable shift in his relationship with Peter. It appears that Daniel feels closer to Peter's father, Shlomi, than he does to Peter himself. This shift could have been inevitable, as earlier, we learned that Peter's interests lie in sports like lacrosse and football, while Daniel has a keen interest in construction.

At the outset of the story, it remains unclear what drove Daniel away from his home. In "Doreen's Son," we are introduced to Daniel's mother, Doreen, a woman in her 40s with a colorful past. Her somewhat aggressive demeanor towards Daniel is one of the factors that push him to avoid home. When she realizes that she missed school shopping for Daniel, her immediate guilt becomes evident, leading to an emotional breakdown during one of Daniel's own moments of distress.

Overall, it promises to be an intriguing journey to explore how both Daniel's and his mother's emotional struggles play out throughout the series, especially in contrast to the stability of the Weinberg family's two-parent household. Could this contrast be what subconsciously draws Daniel to Peter's religious upbringing? Only time will unveil the answers to these complex questions.

We invite you to check out our latest chapter, "Doreen's Son," on Wattpad, and kindly consider voting and commenting on the story. Your feedback is invaluable to us and greatly appreciated.

#sugar sugar publishing #wattpad #daphne oneil #chasing chesca #mafia princess #writing #storytelling

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algorithmik · 8 months

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"Behind her captivating smile lies a fierce and cunning mind, a true force to be reckoned with in the criminal underworld."

— Mafia Princess aesthetic

#Mafia Princess #tropes

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wattpadbestquotes · 1 year

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#wattpad #wattpad recommendations #mafia princess

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ibelieveinahappilyeverafter · 2 months

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my dumbass really do be reading entire ass research papers on organized crime and their relation to real estate business and money laundering and i'm just sitting here like "it's a fun little adoption story, it's a fun little adoption story, it doesn't need to be historically/socially accurate to real life mafia groups"

#mafia princess #original #of course i'm still going to keep researching #you know #as one does #i'm also learning what names to NOT give my mafia boss #you know in fear of pissing off the wrong poeple etc etc

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little-corritrice · 1 year

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| The Mafia | ~ Part 2 ~

Genre: Mafia Au, Fanfiction

Pairing: N/A

Rating: Semi-Angst, Fluff

Warnings: Mentions of Blood

Synopsis ~ y/n was just living her life, but when she ran into troubles of her past, she found herself being auctioned off to a mafia named Ateez. Within her time, she soon finds another whom she knows...

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The guy I struck was sitting up, holding a bloody cloth to his head. I stared at him as Yunho gently ushered me away, taking me to another room. I was sat at a chair facing all the couches. Some maids came to me, handing me a cup of, what I'm assuming, was tea. They also gave me some little snacks. I stared down at the items, not trusting the people yet. "It's chamomile tea, it'll help the nerves." Another guy smiled. He had brown hair with blonde streaks at the end. "My name is Mingi." He smiled, giving me a short wave. Soon enough, everyone was in the room, except Wooyoung and the one I hit. Everyone sat down, all staring intently at me. I shuffled around in my seat, staring at the floor. "Alright with the staring. You're scaring her." The spilt colored haired guy said. He stood up, giving me a soft smile. "My name is Hongjoong. I'm the leader of Ateez." He said, motioning to the other people. "You know Mingi and Yunho. That's Seonghwa..." He said, the guy raising his hand. "Yeosang..." Another blonde guy waved at me a little. "And our youngest, Jongho." Hongjoong finished, Jongho sending a small smile.

I stared down at the floor, nodding softly. "The other two are Wooyoung and San." He mentioned, sitting back down. "I-Is he okay?" I whispered out so low I didn't think they'd hear me. "He'll be fine." Seonghwa waved off. "I-I..." I started, but stopped as I couldn't form a sentence. "No need to apologize. You were scared, so we understand. I'm sure he does too." Hongjoong said. I nodded, still looking down. "Well now that we got the names out of the way, let's talk about why you're here." He said, and I thought back to the memory in the car. "Do you know who (father name) is, y/n?" Hongjoong asked, and I tensed at the sound of his name. "He's my father." I said. "y/n, I hate to say this, but he was the one that had you kidnapped for that auction." Seonghwa said, trying to ease into it. I lifted my head up, not expecting to hear that.

I dropped my head back down not too long after. "He put a price on your head after we took you, and now there are people all across the country looking for you." Jongho said bluntly. "Meaning...you are going to have to stay with us for protection." Hongjoong said. "You won't become apart of the mafia, but you will be a target. We can train you with fighting and firearms, and offer protection at the cost of you putting your life behind you." He finished, crouching down in front of me. "I understand." I whispered, turning away from him. "Your room is upstairs at the end of the hall. We are here, as well as the maids, if you need anything." Yunho said, gently rubbing my shoulder. I winced as there was probably a bruise there. "May I go to my room?" I asked, to which they nodded. I got up, sprinting off.

As I was making my way upstairs, I was so close to my door, but I was pinned against the wall. "Don't think just because the rest of them like you means I like you." He spoke angrily, holding my shoulders tightly. I looked down, tears coming to my eyes. "We should have just let them take you. You're useless to us, and I don't know why they let you stay here." He seethed, pressing harder into my shoulder. "Let me go. Please..." I broke out, not struggling against him. He scoffed, letting me go, and I ran to my room. I locked the door, sliding down the wall, silently sobbing into my sleeves. I must have been crying for a while because without realizing, I was curled asleep on the floor.

#ateez #fanfiction #fantasy #femalereader #mafia #mafia princess #reader insert #stray kids #stray kids x reader #skz x reader #y/n stories #skzxreader

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rag-cat-rp · 11 months

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