#mafia family

[peeptheaesthetic]

"Betrayal is a strong word,, you've just outlived your use I suppose."

[yourmommasworld]

Mha yandere mafia

Iida family x poc reader also reader is cubby

Warnings : nothing I think

You a 19 year old girl are in a bad relationship with your boyfriend. He owes a lot of debt to a gang an you have been trying to work 3 job and help him pay it off. You don’t really care for him and want to leave him but you don’t wanna hurt him so you stayed. You almost had enough money to pay it off but then you realized that you only have 2 days to make the money. You search up some ways to make 200 dollars in 2 days. You found a job at a bar. It was sketchy but you needed the money. When walking in saw that they were low staff so you were definitely gonna get hired. And you were right you did get hired. You worked jobs like this when you were 18 so you know stuff. On your First night there was a rush of customers. So much drunk men it was disgusting but you dealt with it. And because you were pretty you got big tips. ( just pretend that us fat people wouldn’t get bullied) On your first night you got 124.30. It was amazing. On your second night the worst person that could be there was there Tenya Iida and Tensei Iida. You used to be there maid but you found out what they did for a living you left. Even if the pay was good and they were kind to you they were murder’s. You were Scared but you just avoided the area they were in. Little did you know they were going to get you back at all cost. When you shift ended you ran home. You made 105.50 you had enough to pay of his debt but when you got home you found no one there. You knew what time your boyfriend got off of work. But you just shrugged it off bad idea. You woke up to pounding on your door you were about to open but something I your head told you not to. Instead you backed up ran to your room. You pushed your dresser in front of the door and ran to the bathroom in side the room. You made sure to lock that door to. Who would break in your house was the money overdue, did someone mistake your house for there’s, or was it your boyfriend and you were overreacting. That thought came right out of your mind when you heard your phone ring. ‘’shit i left my phone on the stupid couch’’ you thought know there was no way of the police coming now. After one minute pass you heard banging on your bedroom door and it didn’t sound friendly. You heard thé thé Iida family outside of you door. Miss Iida sweetly said in a weird voice ‘’ don’t worry we’re not Mad at you we just wanna talk. You you knew there was three ways this is gonna end up and you didn’t like any of them. You left the bathroom you grabbed you weak bat and stood infront of the door with a overly fierce face. When they were finally able to bust through the door you try to swing your bat at them tenya held it in his hand. You screamed at them ‘‘ why can’t you guys just leave me alone it’s been 2 years’’. You were trying to hold back tears. Miss Iida had the nerve to softly grab your face and say ‘’ we wanna take you back home we’re you belong ’’, before you could say anything you felt a prick in your neck you felt weird you were about to fall but then tenya held you like a little baby. Before you got knocked out you heard tenya say ‘’ don’t worry we took care of that horrible excuse of a boyfriend.

🐸💚

[visionsofours]

[lifewithaview]

The Godfather(1972)

Dir.Francis Ford Coppola

The Godfather "Don" Vito Corleone is the head of the Corleone mafia family in New York. He is at the event of his daughter's wedding. Michael, Vito's youngest son and a decorated WW II Marine is also present at the wedding. Michael seems to be uninterested in being a part of the family business. Vito is a powerful man, and is kind to all those who give him respect but is ruthless against those who do not. But when a powerful and treacherous rival wants to sell drugs and needs the Don's influence for the same, Vito refuses to do it. What follows is a clash between Vito's fading old values and the new ways which may cause Michael to do the thing he was most reluctant in doing and wage a mob war against all the other mafia families which could tear the Corleone family apart.

*[to Rocco who has killed Paulie in the car]Peter Clemenza: Leave the gun. Take the cannoli.

[kettlemouse13]

Protection

Mafia Family vs Toxic Principal

I saw this screenshot on Pinterest and couldn’t help not writing it. This is a reader insert.

Warning: the following contains, toxic behavior, and description of anxiety.

Reader’s discretion is advised.

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Each footstep increased tension in your body, attempting to curl in yourself with anxiety chipping away at the back of your mind. Even the ticking of the clock (what was once considered comforting white noise) sounded more nerve wracking than ever. Your fingers squeezed around your phone nervously with each tick.

Only the aching of your scalp kept the looming nervous breakdown at bay, skull throbbing in a fast approaching headache. Your body’s reaction to having your hair pulled you supposed. But as time went on, a bruising twinge became apparent on your jaw and neck.

With this increasing pain and the burning stares you received from both the nearly unscathed student, Gabe, sitting beside you and the Principal, Ms. Lawrence, situated in front of you, the ability to keep tears at bay vanished.

You didn’t feel safe with either of the two. Your stomach twisted unpleasantly as you imagined what Ms. Lawrence might do after this exchange. Ruin your grades? She’d done it before.

Increase homework? Nothing new.

Ruin your school record for college? You honestly would be surprised if she hadn’t done that already.

The rapping on the wooden door pulled a flinch from you.

“Come in.” A friendly tone masked the smugness that previously occupied Ms. Lawrence’s expression.

There was the sound of the door opening, the steady clicking of heeled shoes followed by a firm but comforting hand being placed upon the crown of your head. The touch soothed the sting in your scalp as the familiar scent of your father’s cologne drowned out all your worries, his voice rumbling in his chest before he spoke,

“I would like to know why my child is distressed and why myself and Dolores have been called from work.”

After said statement, another figure took a step closer behind you, a manicured hand placed comfortably on your shoulder, a reassuring squeeze giving you the courage to look at the two behind you.

Your father, still looking the same as the day he first found you in that alley box. His brown hair decorated with strands of silver was combed back, piercing orbs remained locked on the principal, seemingly willing the fool to disappear. Despite having shaved before work this morning, his five o'clock shadow was beginning to appear. He was wearing that familiar suit he’d wear when he meant business.

But with the aware feeling of being watched, you looked over to Dolores, your beautiful aunt. Her hair matched your father’s in colour, minus the streaks of grey. She wore the usual makeup, mascara and red lipstick, as well as her beautiful strapless dress. Her eyes instead had a deep brown to them, seemingly almost black, only the sun showing their hidden beauty. Something that further pushed away any fear, her soft gaze silently telling you that they had everything under control.

And you knew better than to question her judgement, after all, she was the one who would willingly do your father’s dirty work.

“Isn’t that right Y/n.”

You jumped at the sound of your name, looking back at Ms. Lawrence. You withheld a shiver of discomfort when she threw a sickly sweet smile.

“Wha… what…” You barely managed to squeak out, having not understood what you were being asked.

She opened her mouth once again, no doubt to reprimand you for your “incompetence” when your father maneuvered around your seat, kneeling down so that his patient eyes locked with yours,

“Y/n, I need you to tell me your side of the story. What happened?”

You recollected on what happened prior to this moment. You simply wanted to continue with your lunch when Gabe, who happens to be the principal’s child, was getting aggressive, insulting your family without any rhyme or reason. You simply pushed him away as he was getting in your face, resulting in him snapping, grabbing you by your hair and slamming you into the lockers, wrapping his hands around your throat and squeezed. Ms. Lawrence walked in as you push her son to the floor, away from you.

“That’s bullshit, I didn’t do any of that. C'mon Mom, just expel the kid and let’s go.”

“I caught Y/n in the act of assaulting Gabe, they’ve has always been a trouble maker. I’m afraid that expulsion might be the solution—”

Dolores slapped her hand against the wooden desk, watching the principal like a hawk, “Tell us, at what point did you think that you can lie to us? Y/n is the most injured out of the two, scared shitless, tells a fully detailed story of what happened, and you take you son’s side when all he says is "that’s not true”?“

You’re father clears his throat, pulling out his phone and briefly texting someone before looking your principal in the eye with violent intent, keeping his gaze on her as he addresses you,

"I want you to go with Dolores and head back home, The boys and I have some unfinished business here.”

With a nod of relief, you almost jumped out of the chair, following your aunt briskly. An uneven echo of footsteps echoed in the halls as familiar men of different age walked towards the office.

Your teeth gleamed as a smile sprouted on your face, their friendly greetings as you passed was certainly reassuring.

You love your family.

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Reblogs are appreciated <3

[bloonart]

Danger, Blood, Love 1960s Alex is sooo classy or good in red and Alex says: “You wouldn’t wanna mess with lil ol’ me, would, ya?”

[fnrrfygmschnish]

...and here's another silly drawing from the motel notepad, though this one I'm actually really happy with how they turned out. Especially considering that none of these are characters I'd ever drawn before, all just made up on the spot!

For a while I've randomly had the name "Scumbaglia" (probably pronounced something like skoom-BAH-glee-uh) bouncing around in my head as the surname of a group of stereotypical mafia/criminal family parody characters. Ended up in a drawing sort of mood one night and in probably less than an hour later, now I've got what appears to be at least three (perhaps four) generations of the Scumbaglia family drawn.

I'm imagining that the older lady is the mom of the two youngish adult guys on the right, and the babies in the lower-left are those two guys' kids (the boy probably the shorter guy's kid since they have similar faces, and the girl maybe the taller guy's kid.) Not sure if the creepy old dude in the upper-left is the older lady's husband or her dad... he seems like he'd be very old, like 80+ if not older, while the lady might only be in her late 50s or 60s. So maybe he's the last member of an older generation still hanging around.

[the-royal-blue-network]

The Paula and Dani Series

Its a tale you’ve read a time or two before; two people, from opposite sides fall in love. It’s simple really; Only you’ve never read a Women who love women story like this.

Paula LaVine has spent much of her adult life by her father’s side, which him beat down men who took out loans they couldn’t pay back, pay cops to look the other way when he’d busting up local businesses who failed to pay their debts on time.

Meanwhile detectives Dani has spent much of her career haunting down #TheLaVine family; trying to put Paula, her father, and those they work with behind bars.

But what happens when these women’s worlds collide and sparks begin to fly?

CLICK THE TITLE AND CHECK OUT THIS SERIES TODAY.

[desdasiwrites]

― A.R. Capetta, The Brilliant Death

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Danny wasn't sure what to do. Was this legal? He knew the bats were part of the Justice League and whatnot but surely they can't just pick him up off the street after he got into a brawl with some creeps trying to mug him!

Sure, Nightwing had jumped down to help and Danny, still in his living form with its crappy human vision, thought he was another mugger because of the dark and attacked him too.

Now he's sitting in the back seat of the batmobile with his hands in wierd bat handcuffs.

Was everything these guys owned bat themed? Yeah his parents put there last name in all the titles of their inventions but they had a brand to sell so it was excusable. Batman however, is clearly living out his bat shaped dreams. Usually Danny was all for the furrys doing thier thing, one of his best friends was a proud furry and Danny 100% supported him, but there was a line you don't cross and tall dark and fuzzy crossed it when he kidnaped one 14 year old Danny Fenton.

He couldn't Go Ghost right in front of Batman and Nightwing but he could use the one thing his mom made him take with him everywhere since he was a little boy.

His panic button.

It was powered by ectoplasm and could get through signal jammer with no problem. If he pressed the button his parents would drop everything to come save him. They made sure to put little sirens and flashing lights in thier own hazmat suits to make sure they didn't accidentally miss it. Sure they looked hilarious the few times he had seen it go off in his life but it was highly effective.

So he pushed the button and his parents were charging torward them in record time, the GAV playing chicken with the freaking batmobile. Suddenly his mothers voice came from the panic button, "Are you in the front of back, sweetie?"

"I, uh." He stuttered, looking up at the shocked face of Nightwing before answering, "The back."

"Perfect." He mother said darkly.

A trio of high mechanical whines filled the air and Danny didn't need to look through the windshield to know the buzz saws were out.

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Bruce just wanted to know why Danny Fenton, youngest of the Fenton Family and son of Jack Fenton and Madeline Walker, two people whose marriage brokered peace between thier prospective mafia syndicate families, was doing in Gotham beating up low level thugs.

He was not expecting overprotective mad scientist parents.

[one-time-i-dreamt]

My baby brother was a part of the Russian Mafia. He is one, by the way. And not Russian...

[ryllen]

Was giving these analysis a read [ x , x , x , x ]

[visionsofours]

[cheddertm]

Smth about Richarlyson and Cellbit looking at each other when Foolish said his last name killed me

[bloonart]

Finn and Finley They’re Alexander’s future children and one of their parents is mysterious for reasons.  The future generations of the Notes. They’re twins.

[lemonboyjosten]