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onsunnyside · 1 year
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ok so i've been trying to come up with a mafia trope for this ask by the bestie @bimbofawn: now this isn't a full-blown mob fic, but it has a few elements
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The Camerons have all the wealth, influence and success anyone can dream of. They come from a long lineage of fame and riches, now running the parent company of many subsidiaries with power all across the country. It's no surprise they're involved in a few shady businesses, yet it's all kept tightly under wraps.
As the heir to a vast dynasty, Rafe grew up under a lot of pressure to be the best in what he does, and his ego is proof of that. He's in the tabloids, the ivy league graduate by day and the wild bachelor by night, landing himself in more scandals than ass-kissing articles.
The Camerons are known for their prestige and (heavily manufactured) picture-perfect image. So Rafe's sleazy, immature behaviour just won't do. Although he's doing good with the shady side of the family business (bc ofc he's into violence and drug trafficking/manufacturing), he needs to do better with the public side. To give his son a motive for cleaning up his act, he gives him an ultimatum: lose it all and get disowned or settle down.
Now, he has a few months to find someone, but his ego won't let him settle for just anyone. The headlines aren't any comfort either: Pleasure Over Business: Is Rafe Cameron responsible for the fall of the Cameron dynasty?
This is very off-to-the-races coded: you drift into his sector on his friend's arm one night. He shrugs you off, expecting there to be a different girl the next time they go to the clubs (because there always is) but nope, you show up again and again.
It’s hard for him to ignore someone so kindhearted and naturally alluring. He can’t look away from you sipping on the straw, your calm gaze locked on his, making him stumble over his words like a teenager with a crush. He dreams of you every time he falls asleep, your pretty face burned on the inside of his eyelids as if you belonged there.
But one night his friend shows up with a different girl.
"Her rates got too high, and my folks were getting suspicious so I had to let her go, unfortunately." He exhales, his arm around the other woman kissing up his neck.
Now, did he predict you were an escort? Not at all. It catches him off guard and he almost spits up his drink. "You paid her to date you?"
Topper glares, "you don't have to say it like that. We did more than just make appearances together if that's what you're asking. All consensual, of course, but you do have to pay extra for private um... sessions."
me senses... a sugar-baby proposition: "I'll take care of everything, all expenses, your rent, and an allowance on top of that. Anything you want you can have."
You're still apprehensive, you've taken clients who've heard of you from word of mouth before, but this was new. They were best friends who routinely saw each other, you'd hate to stir the pot. "Won't it be weird?"
"You with Top was just business and so is what I'm offering." Perhaps that was a little white lie, but you didn't need to know that. "No harm, no foul. In my hands, you could live better than this."
"I like my home." You mutter, hugging a pillow to your chest, it was one of the many mismatched cushions that littered your old couch. "I worked hard to get it this way."
He nudges the wobbly table by the door, the picture frames rattling on the surface. "For thousands of dollars a night, I would've expected some sense of luxury, or a stove with actual knobs." He says and quirks a brow, "where'd all that money go?"
"Oh... I had to give my boss his cut."
"How much is that?"
"80 percent." You admit, ducking away when Rafe frowns, "I know, I know... It wasn't my fault, my daddy—" Your voice cracks, "My daddy got involved with a bad man after he gambled away all our savings and my college fund. And he still couldn't stop after my mama left. I had to—I had to help somehow."
You still remember returning from campus to see him bruised and battered on the living room floor, crying for your mother who was halfway across the world, now a happily divorced woman. The memory brings tears to your eyes and they stream down your cheeks.
Rafe bites his tongue, rethinking his decision to show up here in the first place. Your unlucky life only made you more perfect, and as terrible as it sounded, he knows he won't find anyone more fitting for his circumstances.
He refused to leave until you agreed.
"What's his name?"
You don't hear him over your sniffles and rub your nose into your pillow, "huh?"
He crouches by your feet, placing a hand on your thigh. "What's the big bad man's name, sweetie?"
"Why—Why are you asking..."
The blue in his eyes seems darker, but it could just be the dim lightbulbs you haven’t changed yet. He blinks up at you with thick lashes, a slow smile crawling onto his face.
"I'm going to prove to you that when you're with me, you've got nothing to worry about."
And the next night, he shows up at your door with a fresh bouquet of flowers and bruised knuckles. You don’t get one word out before drops a heavy duffel bag on the floor, “here’s the money you deserve for your work, and extra for your troubles.”
You glance at the bag and then his face, your toothbrush hanging out of your mouth. “What—What did you do?”
He smiles, cocking his head to the side. “Nothing you have to worry about, sweetheart.” He says, wiping toothpaste from the corner of your lip. “Now, are you going to invite me in?”
Rafe is very possessive, he doesn’t care that you dated/slept with his friend because you belong to him now. He buys you a gold necklace with his initial on it, parades you around the city for all the nosy paps to see, and brings you home to meet his family. And yes, you do get the gold seal of approval from his father.
well this is just a mash-up of different tropes 🫡 fake relationship, sugar daddy and mob, with rafe's signature "you're mine" mindset. me has a few slutty and soft ideas for this au too hehe
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The Kimura Yakuza
Seiko Kimura was the daughter and heiress of a Yakuza that was well known in Japan. The Ultimate Yakuza. She was a tough girl, someone no one should mess with. Their symbol was butterfly in a web.
After being homeschooling as a child and being scouted in middle school, she found herself in Hope's Peak. Most students would clear away from her. Despite her frame, dhe could easily take someone out. Like a reserve student did.
The boy had touched her butt, smirking to see how she would react. Without hesitation, Seiko turned around with a dark glare at her eyes. Her hair tendrils wavered, showing her anger. She slapped the boy, then grabbed him roughly to kick his stomach. The boy groaned in pain. She was strong.
The girl lowered her gaze at the reserve student. "You're lucky I haven't contacted my family for that action. The next time you try pulling shit on me, you'll wish I kicked your ass again. Got it?" She spat at him, walking away, leaving the perverted boy groaning in pain.
Seiko was heading to her class, rubbing her temples. "Ugh... perverts... he should be thankful I didn't murder him. If I could kill him, I would." She soon entered and went to find her desk.
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all54321 · 1 year
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A “Delivery”
Part 2, Part 3
I’ve seen people talk about the Clocker’s being a mafia especially with how they’re called “the Family” in addition to the cousin thing between them and the Bad Boys being a cover for an alliance. So, here’s a Limited Life Mafia AU.
The Clocker’s family is a true family, all related to each other. Etho left them to join the TIES, they do not have a good relationship due to this. Grian and Scar are majorly crushing on each other, but neither have said anything.
The Bad Boys own a bakery as a cover for what they actually do. It’s a good way to discreetly keep an eye on the people of the city, they’re all amazing bakers, surprisingly.
These guys have a lot of codes to appear casual and not like they’re the mafia. Even if they’re alone, can’t be too careful who’s listening after all.
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Grian hands off the baked good to the customer, waving to them with a smile. It drops the moment they exit the bakery with a sigh. He loves working at the Bread Boys Bakery, of course he does, but he’s waiting on a certain someone to visit and he’s getting impatient. A ding interrupts him, and he quickly goes to the oven to check of the cupcakes, they’re one of the quickest selling things they sell, and they’re already almost out of stock.
Grian hears a chime of a bell, signaling someone entering, “just a moment!” He grabs the oven mitts and carefully takes the tray out and sets it to the side to cool. He turns around, donning the fake smile again, “what can I do-“ he trails off as he sees it was Scar who entered and his grin turns genuine.
Scar casts a glance around the store, making sure no one else was inside before approaching the counter and leaning on it. He tilts his head down to peer over his yellow tinted glass to look at Grian, “well hello there.”
Grian rolls his eyes with a fond huff, “those glasses aren’t that helpful for a cover.”
He straightens up, faking an offended look, “it’s stylish.”
“What can I do for you?” Grian asks, ignoring the response.
“Well, I was hoping for a delivery, for a party my mom is hosting.”
“Oh?” Grian says intrigued, it wasn’t what he was expecting that’s for sure. “Big party?”
He nods, expression briefly flickering to something extremely serious before his falsely cheerful expression replaces it. “Very big, it’s important you ‘boys’ make it. It’s for tomorrow, at 1.”
“Tomorrow?” Grian asks, giving the other a knowing look.
“Well, uh, you know,” Scar stumbles, seeming caught off guard.
He laughs, “yeah, I got it. What’s your order?”
There’s a slight hesitation as he considers, “the usual.”
Grian nods, “got it, we’ll see you then.”
Scar gives him a dazzling smile, but he’s interrupted by the ding of the bell. Without even a change in his expression he replies, “thanks, I’ll see you for the delivery.”
“Yup!” Grian replies, with a knowing grin, he glances to see the new customer slowly walking around, staring into the display shelves. Scar gives him a final nod before leaving.
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Grian arrives back at home to see his fellow Bad Boys lounging around. Joel sits up upon seeing him, “heard from them?”
He nods, “yup, seems like something big is going down tomorrow, they want all of us there.”
“For support or backup?” Jimmy asks with a knowing look.
“Support, it seems, but we should be prepared if it goes South.”
“Know who it is?”
“Scar didn’t say, but if you want my guess, TIES at the very least.”
“Oh this will go so well.” Joel says with a quiet chuckle.
Grian slaps him on the back of the head, “this is serious.”
“He’s not exactly wrong,” Jimmy says, leaning a little away from Grian, “Cleo and Etho in the same room?”
He just sighs, shaking his head, “maybe, but we need to still have tact. I won’t help you if Cleo hears anything like this.”
They both pale a little at that, Joel responding a moment later, “r-right.”
“Let’s prepare for this party, now.”
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Bonus points for guessing which family members these apply to
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father-black-widow · 5 months
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@seven-circlllxs --Niss-- (Liked for a Starter)
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Things have been...quiet...as of late.
In this line of work Quiet could be exactly what you want-- or...
It could be the worst possible outcome.
The exchange and manufacturing of holy and blessed weaponry and the black market was the Overlord's primary business his mafia covers-- that with the occasional drug dealing on the side--
with the approaching E day Coming... He expected business to be booming at an exceptionally high rate-- but...he felt rather short on the supply and demand...
This year's freight seemed lighter than usual...
"... Arackniss..."
He calls for his son, who also happens to be one of his best men.
"...Have you seen the log book as of late? Could ya tell me if there are any missing debts."
He says this as more of a command rather than a quest while he lights a cigar and crunches the end of it between his teeth as he gives a few puffs...
"..M'gettin a feelin'at it's time...to collect."
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tarrenterror25 · 1 year
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Congratulations on 100 followers!! 💖🥳
Could I please get Alfred Pennyworth, Mafia, and "Close your eyes for me." 👀
Thank you, Tara!! 💕
I tried to write some action in this one!
100 follower celebration
Alfred Pennyworth x Reader
Alfred Pennyworth + Mafia/Gang + "Close your eyes for me."
TW: Violence, guns, mention of blood and drug trafficking
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A door is kicked in and figures clad in black storm the house. Panic ensues and everyone flees for cover or fights back as shots are fired, a few flying right by your head. Furniture gets overturned, the wood interior of the house splinters as bullets rip through it.
There's one man larger than the rest who pummels the other men defending the house into submission. The other ones, though smaller, make up for their size with skills. You watch from behind a sofa as they weave and dodge punches from the men you're working for.
You weren't even supposed to be here; your friend just begged for you to fill in for them at this job. All they told you was you had to be here with no questions asked and then they would pay you. Your friend had something come up and sounded scared that they couldn't be here. Upon arriving at the house, you found out that their job was helping traffick for Johnathan Crane, Lo Spaventatore, The Scarecrow. and now you were caight in the middle of a fight between his men and that of the one they all feared, L'uomo del Pipistrello, The Batman.
You shriek and our hands fly up to cover your mouth as a man drops unconscious in front of you. Judging from the blood on his face, you're not sure he'll get up any time soon.
"Oi," a voice says from beside you.
An older man with salt and pepper hair holds his hand out to you. He's not dressed in the dark suits like his comrades, he's wearing a waistcoat with a pressed white shirt. The sleeves are rolled up and in his black gloved hands he wields a pistol unlike his partners who choose to use their fists.
"Don't worry, it's not for you, love," he says in an English accent as you take his hand. "What are you doing here?"
"I, uh, I just came to fill in for a friend!" you try to explain. "I'm not with these guys, I swear! I promise, I just needed some money and my friend said-"
"Calm down," he says. "What's your name?"
You tell him and he smiles. "I'm Alfred," he says.
He gives a comforting smile that contrasts the danger taking place all around the two of you. He's so calm and collected. "Let's get you out of here, then," he says.
You scream as shots fire again, bullets flying right beside you. Alfred shields you and fires back at Scarecrow's men. One of his shots goes right through the man leaving him a bloodied mess. Alfred notes your horrified expression and puts an arm around you.
"Close your eyes for me," he says. "I'm going to get you out of here."
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zappedbyzabka · 1 year
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Sometimes I think a lot about a mafia/mob AU. Sid's got a lot of money, a type of power, and the idea of him using Johnny as a way to make a deal with some LaRusso crime family and maybe Daniel is the one who went to make the deal and says something like he'll take the blonde if they want a deal and Johnny's actually more than happy to escape Sid and the mansion, he just doesn't realize what he's agreed to. But being pretty arm candy for a mob boss ends up being a lot nicer once he gets used to it. Or also maybe Johnny is just an unwitting civilian, maybe visiting Newark because he got lost on a trip to New York and catching the eye of Daniel, maybe getting into a fight but you know karate doesn't always seem like a great idea when there's a knife or a gun and our favorite California boy is definitely not in LA anymore. And Daniel doesn't seem dangerous, he's just a little punk, but then he realizes all the danger that can be hidden in an unassuming guy but that it's absolutely thrilling and maybe doesn't want to go back to LA.
Sid was 100% involved in a lot of sketchy business and wouldn’t hesitate to sell his pretty stepson for even just a dollar, so being able to get a good deal and get rid of Johnny? He’d have been crazy to pass that up. Johnny is happy to finally be away from his abusive stepfather, but he was terrified at the time when he realized Sid was giving him away to some (cute) stranger, a dangerous one at that, but he soon realized that Daniel meant no harm to him. He’s nice to Johnny; buys him presents and keeps him fed, even lets him walk around the city alone as long as he brings the knife Daniel bought him (it has "Johnny" written on the blade in pretty, cursive letters.) Daniel takes care of him like no one else has; Daniel looks at him like no one else has, like he’s beautiful and prized; of course, he finds himself in the mobster's bed and getting fucked stupid by him. which, of course, leads to Daniel buying an engagement ring (Johnny says yes just about a million times.)
Ooo and that second scenario. Johnny wasn’t at all threatened when Daniel approached him; he’s just some short, handsome guy, right? Wrong. Two men were standing behind Daniel while he flirted with Johnny under the guise of helping him figure out how to get where he needs to go, pressing up against Johnny’s side, almost against his back, and pointing at places on the map where he can find a phone or transport, rasping right in Johnny’s ear that he thinks Johnny is really pretty and that he could come have some fun with Daniel instead if he wanted, and sublty pushing his (big, really big, from what Johnny can feel) bulge against his hip, an abundantly clear message. Johnny pushed Daniel away roughly, assuming that Daniel was just making fun of him, and was briefly panicked when one of the men hovering around Daniel gave a warning peek of the gun on his hip to him, but thankfully, Daniel motioned for the men to walk away and was obeyed without question.
“Sorry, sweetheart, that wasn’t very gentlemanly of me—my mother would kill me.”
Johnny hates (loves*) this guy’s dumb, hot accent and his stupid, cute face. What the hell could someone that looks so innocent be doing to need some dude with a gun to protect him?
“What wasn’t? Getting your bodyguard to flash a gun at me?”
Daniel laughs. "I didn't order him to do that, and I'm really sorry for that too, but I meant I'm sorry for being so crass with you." He grins, handing Johnny a paper with his number on it. "I should take you on a proper date first."
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hazyaltcare · 8 months
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An aesthetic for a mafiastuck & humanstuck Handmaid (Homestuck) who has <3< / <3 feelings for Redglare. In which Redglare took over the Felt mob when & after Handmaid was brainwashed by a rival criminal organization, and they do not hold it against her.
Mod Vintage (TB)
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bratxfantasy · 2 years
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He's quick to grab your wrist when you try to hurry away. "C'mere. Take a seat on my lap. I'm Mei Mei's boss so she won't care." Sukuna gave you a haunting look that dared you to defy him. His lips spread into a grin when you sighed out and did what he told you. "Good girl."
Sukuna takes a sip of his whiskey before grabbing a cigar and handing you the lighter. "Light me up, doll."
-Mafia Boss Sukuna
I light up his cigar, coughing from the direct contact of the smoke. I adjusted myself in his lap, not liking that he is probably getting turned on from me doing so. I did my best to not make a face when his large hands rested on my hips.
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kagejima · 1 year
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Rae!! I am sobbing at your reblog of the Ushi piece! Please why are you so precious? I also giggled at some parts!
Oh my first of all thank you for participating in the event! I love you so much!
Then I wanted to say that I am so so soooo happy that you liked it! 🥹 I was so glad to see that you were a citizen and then I decided that you would be a musician!! It was perfect, aushi would be the perfect Mafia lover tbh, he would do anything for you, but he is also one who doesn't know what to do if the Mafia calls him in to do such a gruesome thing, he wouldn't want to betray, but he would never be able to kill the one he loves or at least he would never get over it and follow
Please akbsms I teared up at your compliments, you like my descriptions? Can I get your hand? Like, lemme marry you
I giggled at the ' and then she got kidnapped???' 🥹 you are so precious
Sending you all my love and kisses!!
Don't mind me running to my room and throwing myself on my bed to sob into the pillow <3
FHDFJASLFJHASD pls i was losing my mind the whole time even though I knew what I was getting myself into after reading the word mafia, I was so emotional the whole time :(((( and I love you more!!!!!
but you're so right, ushijima would never get over harming the one he loves and be so distraught he would follow :(( canon ushijima to me is someone who just wants to do his best and wants to be told he's doing well, so I see it that he wouldn't want to betray his family and be torn :(((
I am giving you all the love and kisses back!!!!!
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onsunnyside · 1 year
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So, bestie, does this mean we're going to see variations of Rafe like we do in the CE fandom ?? Imagine Alpha!Rafe who takes what he wants (a/b/o dynamics would be so interesting on top of the classism in obx).. Or camboy!Rafe whose secret you discover by accident.. Or whatever these pictures evoke.
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A drummer in a rock band. Maybe he meets you on the road to stardom and accidentally knocks you up. Oops.
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This one looks like the son of a mob boss, the heir of some huge mafia dynasty. And an utter sociopath that would use one of his signet rings and a cigarette lighter to permanently brand you as his own.
You could also most definitely do something with surfing. I know that's been kicking around in your brain for awhile. Anyways, these are my contributions, Sonny !! I hope you like them !!!
BESTIE YOU ALWAYS HAVE THE SLUTTIEST MOST PERFECT IDEAS, LET ME KITH YOUR BRAIN PLS 😚🫶 every single one of these prompted thots 😵‍💫 I will be posting them separately and linking them here:
A/B/O: alpha!Rafe drabble | #alpha rafe
camboy!Rafe drabble | #camboy rafe
drummer!Rafe drabble | #drummer rafe
mafia au drabble | #mafia rafe au
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Tw: Death, guns, murder, mafia, domestic abuse, child abuse
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So yeah, this is my new backstory for BV/Canoose and CB-
This show just gives me all the ideas and concepts to use lmao
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What are your thoughts about Tornado Bomber
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And do you think him and Lady would make a great couple?/hj
"You're talking to the old man who loves crimes by doing traumatic things to a family and being glad that his wife died. I think not of the Magnetic "brothers" can answer that." Solenoid Bomber being sinister that the questioner thought Magnet Bomber and Power Bomber are here along with the four Bomber Kings.
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bumble-bee-anon · 1 year
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*stepping away, Bee pulls out their phone and calls a contact. "John." And lots the phone to their ear* Johnny baby, how are you? How's the kids? *joyful talking from the other side of the phone* Mhm, mhm, oh my swarm is great, thanks for asking! Though I do have a favor to ask you... you know that new darling I met, the absolute doll? *a muffled 'yes?'* Well, I need a stinger placed on their momma and poppa, mkay? *muffled questions on the other side* The hornets of the big hive? You know them, yes? *muffled talking, interrupted by Bee cooing into the phone* You know what to do, right baby pop? *a muffled word* Thank you, Johnny dear! *hangs up the phone without another word and strides back into the room with a smile*
// @fabulous-future-leo @questionmarks-anon
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Closed for @hopefulindespair
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The Kimura Yakuza
Seiko Kimura, Ultimate Yakuza, was a firece young woman. She was scouted and after convincing her father, she was allowed to attend. No protector by her side, but she could handle herself.
Like now.
She caught a reserve student sexually harassing her. She looked so mad. She turned to slap and kick the perverted student hard. She gripped his collar. "Try that shit again and I'll make you regret it." She pushed him away until he fell on his behind. He turned to run, yelping.
Seiko groaned as she was heading to her class. "Oh God, let me have a day where I don't deal with morons....." She murmured to herself as she sat at her desk, looking tired, tired of so much crap going on for her. If she could kill, she would, but there's laws, academy rules, and her family rules.
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artic-willow · 2 years
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Do you know some good Wattpad Writer who wrote a fanfic with mafia, supernatural or something with a lot of action and drama? But always JakexMc obviously 🥺😂
Soo I've read a lot of Duskwood fanfiction in the past, so I don't remember well.😅
But here I have the list of Duskwood stories I made on Wattapad, in case there is some stories you might like HERE.
But I do remember a story with Duskwood character something with Mafia if I remember well.🤔It's in Portuguese though.
I hope I could help somehow! And if you have any questions feel free to ask, I'll try my best to help.😊
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