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anonymous asked:

Hey you got any... *looks around* *whispers* mafia au fics

*looks around* Yeah, I got the goods. *whips out a briefcase full of fanfiction*

Seriously, though, I freaking love this AU! Thanks for all these requests!

Originally posted by sairenji


Mafia AU


Masquerade by Ashida, Explicit, 45k (WIP)
Yuuri is part of Japan’s most notorious mafias. Victor is the head of the Russian mafia. After brief meetings throughout the span of five years, they decide to go off together and leave everything behind. I AM OBSESSED WITH THIS FIC!

Confessions Behind these Bruises by Gayson, Mature, 28k (WIP)
the mafia AU nobody asked for about how a cocky self reliant bachelor falls incredibly in love with the adorable sassy dancing protégée of Lilia- Yuuri Katsuki. I haven’t stopped screaming since I read this, it’s so good!

Wine Colored Days Warmed by the Sun by Erushi, Mature, 4k
The Mafia AU in which Victor’s an heir to the Russian mob, Yuuri just so happens to be visiting St. Petersburg, and there’s a hitman loose in the city. Great mafia one shot!

the death of a bachelor by exile_wrath, Teen, 9.1k (WIP)
In which Victor is at the top of the (criminal) world, and ends up falling for the hot bartender that works at a Giacometti speakeasy. 1920s mafia AU! Thumbs up!

Caught by You by Ommmniii, Mature, 24k (WIP)
Viktor Nikiforov is Russia’s number one Mafia boss and he fell hard for a common Japanese boy, Katsuki Yuuri. When their meeting was purely accidental, Viktor decides to make Yuuri a part of his life. Really good mafia AU!

Pet by Maiden_of_the_Moon, Teen, 3.8k
“Of course,” he continues, low and horribly, gut-churningly soft, “our way of life is not conducive to raising fluffy, cuddly, friendly poodles. And so, Sir, when it came time for me to choose a new Viktor, I adopted the strongest, swiftest, and most brutal pet I could find.” Love this one!

Settle Down by artemisgrace, Explicit, 8.1k (WIP)
Viktor Nikiforov was born into this life of violence and crime. He seeks an escape, some semblance of a normal life, and in a café on a Wednesday morning, he finds his shred of normality in the form of Yuuri Katsuki. Definitely recommend!

On Ice by littlemisslawyer, Teen, 9.5k (WIP)
A skating accident leads Viktor Nikiforov, five time world champion and the current pakhan of the Blue Rose Mafia, to the hands of one very adorable doctor. I LIVE FOR THIS FIC!

Bloodied suits look better by emulikule, Mature, 41k (WIP)
A conflict has been going on between the Russian and the Japanese mafia for quite some time now, but a new head of the Russian one decides it’s time to end it as the feud has only brought countless of losses for both sides. Bonus Otayuri!

酸素の海 by Alpacorn, Teen, 4.7k (WIP)
Katsuki Yuuri has yet to land a Quad Axel. He’s been trying to land it for so many years ever since his 12th winter. His husband, his right hand man, his loyal dog, Viktor Nikiforov, is ready to give everything he’s got to make sure the leader of the Russian mafia gets the gold medal. Yuuri is the mafia boss in this and it gives me life

Caught in the Crossfire by cloudybreaths, Mature, 3.1k (WIP)
Yuuri sits back in Victor’s chair, crossing his legs, and rests his cheek in his palm. Yuri stares at him, and there’s a shiver that goes down his spine. Yuuri’s eyes are dark and his face stone, as though he was the true leader of the number one mafia family in Russia. For a moment, Yuri almost believes it. SO GOOD OMG


Note: I do not include fics with graphic depictions of self harm, suicide, abuse, underage, non con, etc. in my fic recs. Please read my FAQ for more information on what I don’t include in my rec lists.

epilogue

Rich || Jaebum

Originally posted by mixedangel

Reader (you) x Jaebum

Word Count: 1980

Warning: suggestive but so much FLUFF OMG

note: this is it. the last chapter of rich. i’m may be crying inside because i will miss writing this lovely series. i’d like to thank everyone for giving this series so much love, i cannot explain how grateful i am! i love you all very much and i hope you will anticipate for mayday next! happy reading and take care :) -admin


one year later

I ran down the long hallways of the Paris airport, dragging my small suitcase along with me. The flight to Paris was delayed due to weather conditions hence why I was late for my very own fashion show. Security guards running alongside with me, pointing me to the direction of the exit. With Rose running behind me, I could feel the pressure weigh on my shoulders as we found the exit into the wide open area of the Paris airport. Cameras everywhere, flashing at my face while I tried to pinpoint a way to get out of this place. As fast as I could, I walked alongside security guards as they led me into my car and closed the door, shutting out the paparazzi.

“Drive to the hotel and straight to the venue, please.” Rose demanded the driver once we both settled inside the car.

“No, just the venue.” I stated, waving off Rose’s request.

“We need to get you changed and ready for the show. We don’t have time to stop by the venue.” Rose argued.

“Tell them to meet me at the venue and I’ll get ready with the models. I just need to if everything is planned out perfectly.” I argued back. I heard Rose sigh beside me, knowing that she can’t win against my decision. After all, I am the boss here.

Rose pulled out her phone and started to make last minute phone calls, telling my stylists to meet me at the venue. I pulled out my phone and pressed the home button to face myself with my lock screen background. It was a picture of Jaebum and I with his hand around my waist and his wide smile, dressed up fancy from when his parents threw a party for winning in court against Mr. Park.

With that my mind wandered to Jinyoung. After moving back to Korea, we finally settle my problem with my father’s debt in court. I provided the lawyers with enough evidence to defend my position with Jaebum helping me by my side. In court, I met up again with the Park family and thing time, Jinyoung was there alone and no one else. As usually, he looked strikingly handsome in a suit with his hair swept to the side. I forgave him a long time ago, realizing his actions were to protect me from getting hurt. When Jaebum told me that he got married with the same girl that ruined our relationship, the news kind of tugged my heart. I couldn’t help but think that could’ve been us if we weren’t in this situation. But then I told myself I had a great boyfriend who treated me like a princess.

I let out a breathy sigh as I felt my phone buzz in my hand, interrupting my thoughts. Looking down, I saw three new messages pop up from Jaebum himself.

Jaebum: Good luck today, baby girl. You’ll do great like always. I love you and don’t stress too much.

I smiled to myself, suddenly feeling fuzzy inside. When I started dating Jaebum a year ago, I realized that he never had a proper girlfriend that treated him right in awhile. So going on dates or doing coupley things was something Jaebum wasn’t used to. He told me specifically, on our first date, that he wasn’t use to holding hands with a girl in public because most of his girls were there for enjoyment, not for relationship. Of course, he told me he was willing to change his habits just to have a stable relationship instead of a steamy relationship. But I wasn’t complaining about the steamy part.

“We’re here at the venue ma’am.” The driver spoke up, interrupting my thoughts. 

“(Y/N), we don’t have time to check out the venue. The show starts in three hours!” Rose started to panic.

I waved her off and smiled at her, “Relax, Rose. We’re here and that’s all that matters.”

“I swear, you boyfriend is having an influence on you. A year ago you would be panicking in this situation. Now, you’re all laid back.” Rose scoffed, hopping off the car as I following closely after her.

“Don’t blame this on him.” I laughed at my best friend’s comment. “Jaebum has no influence on me whatsoever.”

“Sure.” Rose rolled her eyes as we entered the venue. “You’ve become more dominant, if you know what I mean.”

I smacked my best friend on the back and gasped, “You’re unbelievable.”

“Ah, Jaebum. Oh my god, right there. Ye-” Rose teased quite loudly, making the people hanging in the long hallways turn their heads to look at us.

“Shut up otherwise I’m firing you.” I snapped at Rose, feeling my cheeks rise up in color.

“Next time, if we’re staying in the same hotel, I’ll have to request a room far away from you two.” Rose stated. I gave Rose a mean look before entering onto the runway. I stood there, looking at the sight in front of me and smiled to myself. After coming this far in life, I could say I was pretty proud at myself. I worked hard, didn’t take any money from any man, and ended up with a nice life. Not mention a hot boyfriend.

Rose and I stayed on the runway, fixing a few problems and making slight adjustments for about an hour. It was until then I heard screams coming from outside the venue, indicating that my models have arrived. I looked at Rose as she flashed a terrified look on her face. Grabbing my arm, she rushed me out of the stage area and into a private change room where my stylists were ready to do my makeup. Rose forcefully pushed me down onto the chair as the girls did their work as quickly as they can on my hair and face.

“About an hour and thirty minutes until show time!” Someone yelled into the change room. I sat up from my chair and took a good look at my beautiful curly hair and simple makeup on my face. Thanking the stylists, I ran to get fitted into a dress Jaebum bought for me a while ago but I never got the chance to wear it. A black ruffled mock-neck cold-shoulder dress fitted with a gold belt and heels was very expensive to get since it was a limited edition. But knowing Jaebum, he got whatever he wanted right under his fingertips.

“Hey, I’m just going to meet with the models and organize a few things.” Rose said, popping her head into the fitting room. “You look great by the way, (Y/N). Jaebum would’ve been happy to see you in that dress.”

“Thanks, Rose. You look good too.” I smiled at her through the mirror. Rose returned a sweet smile before running off to handle the show. Looking down at the ground, I noticed a silver necklace that must’ve fell from my neck while I was quickly changing into my dress. Bending down, I grabbed the necklace and stood up just to suddenly fell arms wrapping around my waist, startling me slightly.

“What the f-” I cursed out loud, my heart racing from the sudden actions until I looked at the person who stood behind me in the mirror.

“Surprise.” Jaebum chuckled, his face resting on top my exposed shoulders. The famous signature smirk plastered on his face as I took a good look at him in the mirror. A classic suit and tie look with his hair swept back made my heart melt. I could never get tired at looking at this handsome man. The sight I fell in love with years ago.

“H-how?” I stuttered, slightly shocked by his appearance. “You texted me three hours ago and there’s no way you could’ve gotten here. The flight I took was the only flight to Paris.”

“I sat at the very back of the plane, same flight as you. It was a rough flight here since children and babies were crying their head off, interrupting my sleep. But I couldn’t sit in first class because you were there.” Jaebum smiled, kissing my exposed shoulder before he took the necklace out of my hands and helped put it around my neck. My heart started to warm up as I gave Jaebum finished putting on the necklace and sent a charming smile through the mirror.

“My poor baby,” I cooed as I turned around, grabbing Jaebum by the face, “The things you do for me.”

“The things you make me do, baby girl.” Jaebum smirked, pulling me closer to him so that our lips were inches away from each other. “Can’t believe I do all these things for you.”

And with that, Jaebum pushed me against the wall of the fitting room and connected his lips with mine. My arms wrapped around his neck as his lips perfectly molded against mine, leaving me breathless. Jaebum broke the hot kiss as his hands pulled down the fabric on my neck. He moved his lips to the sweet spot on my neck and sucked on it slightly, earning a soft moan coming out of my lips. Jaebum brought his lips up again to my mouth with full desire, his hands wandering up and down my waist.

Pulling away, Jaebum gave me another peck on the lips and smiled, “You’re not going to walk the red carpet?”

“No,” I sighed as I fixed my hair in the mirror, “How can I when I’m already inside the venue?”

“You sneak out the back, get a driver to drive you to the front, and then walk.” Jaebum stated, leaning his body against the wall.

“I don’t have a driver.” I pouted at him through the mirror.

Jaebum chuckled under his breath as he got off the wall and stood beside me, “Already taken care of.”

“You planned this out, didn’t you?” I laughed at him as I turned my head to give him a kiss on the cheek.

“Yes, and I planned something special for tonight too.” Jaebum smirked before grabbing my hand and leading me outside the fitting room.

“Oh an what’s that?” I raised an eyebrow at him, knowing full well what he had in mind tonight.

“That’s a surprise for later.” Jaebum winked at me.

I laughed out loud, leaning onto his arm as we walked down the hallways and out the exit in the back. A black car parked on the side, waited for us both as I felt a cold air rush through my body. Jaebum, being a gentleman, opened the door and made way for me to enter the car. It was a short ride to the red carpet as we both prepared ourselves for the cameras.

Jaebum stuck out his arm once we exited the car and I took it as we walked down the red carpet, smiling brightly at the cameras. Stopping in front on the backdrop, Jaebum’s arms snaked around my waist, pulling me to his side as we smiled for the camera. I was too focused on the bright lights to notice that Jaebum’s hand made its way down to my ass, giving it a good squeeze.

“Jaebum, no.” I hissed under my breath, still keeping my sweet smile on my face.

“Can’t help it if your ass looks good from behind.” Jaebum said under his breath, remaining calm in front of the camera.  

“Fuck you, Jaebum.” I hissed, turning my body towards him and looking up at his handsome face.

Jaebum looked down at me and flashed me his famous smirk, his eyes shining in the bright light. His fingers brushed a few stands of my hair to the side, since it covered my face and leaned down to kiss my forehead.

“Fuck me anytime, babe.” Jaebum smirked, pulling away from my forehead. “My rich ass can take you anytime.”

i know i’ve been screaming about genderfluid marco, but genderfluid marco

it was super awesome and important how he never complained about the disguise or made jokes on it (until it was an actual inconvenience when he couldnt get through the vent)

he saw star’s awesome disguise and and went “ooh, do me next!” and he only complained when his dress wasn’t as cool as hers. he never acted uncomfortable or annoyed or made any sort of joke. he was excited

and then he later asked “do i get to keep the dress?” like that was so cute omg

not to mention that he never objected to any pronouns. a few times they switched it around by referring to marco as a princess/she/her and he didn’t say anything about it

also ponyhead didn’t question it whatsoever she saw marco and yep princess turdina

g e n d e r f l u i d  m a r c o

El que escupe para arriba le cae la saliva encima.

Translation: If you spit up, the saliva is going to fall back on you, meaning if you do things you shouldn’t, it’ll eventually catch up to you.

Example: I told Jaime not to eat tequeños every day, and now he’s put on weight. If you spit up, the saliva is going to fall back on you!

Note: You guys, this blog is approaching illustration #200!! This is all thanks to you wonderful, wonderful people who read and share these illustrations, as well as contribute by messaging me and adding to my list! I’ll announce which one it is (I wish it was as simple as “file 200″), but I just wanted to say THANK YOU OMG

Note 2: Speaking of those messages—I am severely still behind on answering. I will answer tomorrow so help me. Part of the reason I can sometimes be a bit slower is if it’s in Spanish only, since while my comprehension is pretty great, I usually have my husband help with more complex replies if I can’t manage. Or I need to check with him to see if he knows a dicho or not, and if he doesn’t, ask for more information. Since he’s a PhD student, you can imagine chasing him down is like herding cats (English saying! one of my favs! applies to working with artists!)…in any case, my apologies and it’s gonna happen tomorrow. (which…is today? late night queuing is confusing)

Note 3: I am doing a Thanksgiving post! It’s…partially food related :D

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                                         Happy birthday Alexander David Turner

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your fav  is problematic

abby griffin:

  1. the mother of a post apocalyptic YA protagonist… and she’s not dead??? RUUUUUUDE!
  2. she loves her daughter??? what even…
  3. she even is a good doctor, saves lives, cares about everyone, i don’t understand
  4. your eyebrows will never be that good, now that’s just unacceptable and we’re suing
  5. MILF
  6. obsessed with doing the right thing like saving the lives of people who should be long dead like jaha goddammit we could be rid of him now abby WTF
  7. constantly trying to keep her kid out of trouble, like really, can’t you see she’s a YA protagonist, she needs to fuck up, abby, let her OMG
  8. not into bondage. or is she?
  9. she has a thing for bearded men in uniform (or not), who sometimes speak trigedasleng, if they also have impossible fluffy hair and answer to the name marcus kane, like chill please, leave some for the rest of us maybe
  10. confiscated jaha’s synthetic drugs so no one can get high, good job mom
  11. PDA is a kink apparently: