#technoblade mafia boss

[issybettyx]

TECHNOBLADE MAFIA BOSS AU

Did i say this was coming yesterday? Yes. Do i care? Not really, deal with it >:)

Tldr; Techno’s a feared mafia boss that even the government and police actively decide not to try intervene with, associates of his group (The Syndicate) being The Antarctic Empire (led by Philza), and L’Manberg (led by Wilbur Soot). No one interferes with any of them because of their relations to The Syndicate.

Everyone except a powered vigilante dubbed ‘Theseus’, better known as Tommy Innit, who people decide is either stupid or stronger than he looks. Little do they know, it’s a little bit of both.

Family ensues

Tw: cult (they call it a gang because they don’t know any better), mafia, weapons, manipulation, murder mention

Long one today boys, enjoy :D (i spent like three hours writing this it was so fun)

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The first time Techno had heard the name ‘The Blood God’, he’d laughed so hard it was heard three levels below. It was spoken in such a shaky voice, sobs overtaking their body as they begged for forgiveness.

“Please, I have family, I never wanted to hurt any of your people, I promise.” They plead, and something about the way their hands shook and their head stayed bowed down told him they were scared. But he stayed deadly silent, keeping his eyes trained on them as they shook even more. “I’m sorry Blood God, I beg, I just-“

“What did you just call me?” He asked quickly, voice a little too quiet with shock, and they finally looked up, meeting his red eyes gaze for less than a second before looking away, taking a few steadying breaths.

“The Blood God, sir, that’s what they call you.”

Techno showed no emotion on his face for a solid five seconds, before he burst into laughter, wiping away the tears in his eyes as the victim stared up with wide eyes, not entirely sure what to do with themselves.

After a good two minutes of laughing, Techno managed out an order to kill them, and sent them off as he snickered.

Wilbur had understood him, sitting at their next meeting as he howled beside him. Phil didn’t quite understand the sentiment, finding it a little horrifying that the man had earned such a title, but laughed quietly along anyways. It’s not like he could say much, knowing he was nicknamed the ‘Angel of Death’, not that the other two would ever find out anyways.

The next time he’d heard the nickname, it was with more bitter context. He was on his way to do his shopping for the week, humming a tune as he flicked a penny in between his fingers. It so happened that when he walked past two teenagers on the side of the road, they were talking about him, not even noticing his presence as they snickered to themselves.

“I could take The Blood God, the police are such pussies, he’d be so easy.” The other nodded in agreement.

And maybe the first kid had collapsed as he rounded the corner, pretending not to hear pained screams from his friends as they called for help, humming a tune with a smile.

And from then on, most people didn’t know him as ‘Technoblade’, but rather ‘The Blood God’, and he found he wasn’t completely against it.

The Syndicate operated as always, but simply addressed him differently.

“Blood God, would you like us to add a Starbucks to floor 3?” He’d thought the idea was fantastic, coffee was extremely important for a working man.

“Blood God, what are your thoughts on hiring younger recruits?” No younger than 16, kids deserved to live happy lives before going into the world of crime.

“Blood God, why does Wilbur’s face look so funny?” It always had, most people were simply too afraid to admit it.

“Blood God, there’s this vigilante in the city, should we add him to the radar?” No it’s probably fine, vigilantes were as much as a threat to him as ants.

“Blood God, the same vigilante from a few weeks ago just took down Las Nevadas by himself, are you sure he’s not a threat?” Las Nevadas wasn’t built to survive, but to look pretty, anyone could take them down if they had the willpower to.

“Blood God, Philza’s defences were taken down last night by that vigilante.” Techno paused, staring at his employee - and maybe, possibly friend - Ranboo with his eyebrow raised.

“That same one you first told me about two months ago?” He asked cautiously, watching for any sign of amusement in the person’s heterochromatic eyes, but there was none.

“Yes Blood God.”

“Just call me Techno, that name is getting old.” Techno sighed out, pinching the bridge of his nose as Ranboo sighed. “What’s his name?”

“Theseus.”

He paused again, thinking it over.

Theseus was a Greek Legend. The story of Theseus was mainly about how he’d defeated the Minotaur. For years, the Minotaur had demanded seven kids and seven women every year, and no one was able to get through the maze and slay this beast.

That was until Theseus came along, and with the help of Ariadne (who gave him a ball of thread so he could find his way back out of the maze) was able to slay the Minotaur, and he became an Athenian hero.

However, Theseus was exiled, and found himself at an island named ‘Skyros’, where a man named Lycomedes threw him off the cliff, and he fell to his death.

The story of Theseus is tragic, and yet he showed strength when no one else could, he defeated the un-defeatable and saved Athens.

Everything about this vigilante, how he took down Las Nevadas single handedly, how he destroyed Philza’s defences (of which are some of the best in the country, despite his own), how his name perfectly correlated with the story of taking down something so massively feared by many.

Maybe it scared Techno a little.

And Techno was never scared.

“What’s his ability?” He asked, spinning in his chair as he chewed his nails, Ranboo looking unsure as they looked at the tablet in his hands.

“No one really knows, people only have theories.” Ranboo tried, but Techno’s silence was enough for him to continue. “Some people believe he can manipulate opinions, they say he can make them think he’s trust worthy and lure them into his trap.” Techno had never heard of anything like that before, but only furrowed his brows. “Some people think he can speak to people in their heads, convince them to turn themselves into the police.”

“So it’s some kind of controlling ability?” Techno asked cautiously, and Ranboo nodded, because what else could it possibly be? “Do we know why he broke down Philza’s defences?”

At this, Ranboo smiled, typing into their tablet before hopping to stand next to the boss, pressing play on the video and turning it to him.

There stood a kid, his face covered by a red mask shaped to cover his mouth, his hair covering the upper half of his face; blue eyes could be seen through the golden blonde, shimmering with a horrible amount of determination. His suit was red, that much was clear by the pant legs and red boots, but he wore a red hoodie over the top of the suit.

To the outside eye, he seemed harmless, almost as if he was asking someone to shoot him in the chest. However, the kid having been powerful to destroy a nation, Technoblade knew better.

He’d been underestimated once, and he wasn’t keen on following in the footsteps of those who doubted him in the first place.

“Why are you doing all of this, Theseus?” A reporter asked, holding out the mic to the vigilante who coughed almost as if to catch everyone’s attention.

“This country has been under The Syndicate’s control for too long, the FBI have given up taken them down, so I’ve decided to take matters into my own hands.” He explained, a grin clearly planted on his face despite the mask covering his mouth.

“What makes you think you can take them down when others couldn’t?” She asked, and Theseus scoffed, rolling his eyes under his mess of hair.

“Because, Linda-“

“My name isn’t-“

“I have something they don’t.” The vigilante stared directly into the camera, making eye contact with Techno. A part of him knew it was directed at him, another part wished it wasn’t. “I have something to prove.”

Techno held down his grimace.

It was all too familiar.

The video ended, and Ranboo pulled his tablet to his chest, a steady smile on their face as they studied Techno’s expression, of which the latter kept perfectly apathetic.

“Wishing he was on your radar when I first suggested it?” Ranboo teased, Techno finally groaning as he rolled his eyes, turning in his chair to look at the picture frame behind him. Some said it was stupid to find comfort in something so insignificant, some being his parents and the people from his gang when he was only eleven.

The picture was of him, Phil and Wilbur. Techno was hunched over, a controller in hand with his tongue stuck out. Wilbur’s face looked a lot more upset, brows furrowed as he glared at the screen Techno knew was there despite it not being in frame. Phil’s face was closest to the camera, a wide grin on his face as he took a selfie of them all.

So yeah, maybe he did keep a picture of his family in his office as a constant reminder to do what was best, who was anyone to judge?

“If Theseus has gone after Philza, he’s bound to go for L’Manberg next, correct?”

“Unless he’s stupid enough to approach The Syndicate, yes, however we aren’t sure when he’s planning to do so.” Ranboo returned, moving his tablet into only their right hand and holding it beside his leg. “The dude has no documents of anything, it’s almost as if he’s acting impulsively.” Techno frowned, mainly from the unsureness that came with impulsivity. Either it was someone’s downfall, or their greatest strength. For Techno, it had been both.

“Is he working alone?” Techno asked, leaning back and looking at the roof, hoping it would hold the answer to all his problems.

“Most people believe so, but we’ve got camera footage of some kind of earpiece being attached to his right ear.” He’s right-handed, he’s not working alone, he’s impulsive, no one knows his ability, he’s powerful. Yeah this wasn’t sounding great. “Would you like me to schedule a meeting with Philza and Wilbur?”

Techno could only manage a nod, pressing two fingers to his temples in an attempt to loosen in the incoming headache. Work wasn’t meant to be this difficult.

“Meeting is at 11pm tonight at The Syndicate’s main meeting room, they’ve both been notified.” Ranboo informed, and Techno managed a smile.

“Thanks Ran, can you send in the next deviant?” He asked, receiving a hum in return. But when Techno eventually opened his eyes, the other was still stood there, an unsure look on their face.

“Don’t stress too much over this, if worse comes to worse you need to be calm to do your best, alright?” Ranboo said eventually, and Techno couldn’t help the warm smile on his face, eyes softening at the person in front of him.

“I’ll try my best.” And with a nod and a reassuring smile, Ranboo left the room.

—

“So, let me get this straight.” Wilbur started, hands clasped in front of him. “A vigilante who first appeared three months ago, who took down Las Nevadas a month ago, has only just been noticed?” Wilbur asked, and Techno groaned.

“Yes, Wil! What’s so hard to understand?”

“Why wasn’t this kid on your radar before he took down Phil’s guards and his fucking lazars!” Wilbur yelled, and Phil winced slightly. “How did he even manage to take down those lazars?! Aren’t they deeply encrypted with code to make sure they can’t be turned off by outside sources?”

“That’s why I’m so concerned, Wil.” Phil managed out, somehow managing to have a smile on his face despite the terrible situation they’ve found themselves in. “He wasn’t on Techno’s radar because no one has ever been this big of a threat before, we didn’t expect a vigilante of all people to be able to do such things.”

“What’s this kid’s power anyway?” Wilbur spat, and Phil and Techno shared a knowing glance. “Oh my god, you don’t know.”

“Well, we know he can make people do certain things, like mind control but also… not.” Techno drifted off, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms over his chest.

“Apparently some of my people even saw him drive a car that didn’t have a wheel.” Phil explained, and that only puzzles them more. “So unless the car somehow had a form of autopilot, I think we have some strange ass power on our hands.”

“Not stranger than Wilbur’s.” Techno scoffed, and the man immediately started to defend himself, Phil hiding his laughs behind his hand.

Techno had never had a true family.

His parents never paid enough attention to him, they taught him to be emotionless and silent whenever guests were around, they taught him that learning a musical instrument was a waste of time and his time would be better spent studying. And then, aged 11 he joined a gang who named themselves ‘The Blades’.

That’s where he had gotten his name, ‘Technoblade’.

The names of his associates were long gone with the hazy memories, but he did remember one person teaching him how to accurately hold a gun, another teaching him not to shake whilst doing so.

One person had spent days going over Greek Mythology with him, making sure he knew every fact and every retelling.

Another had taught him that family should be left behind, family meant weakness and weakness meant death.

Aged 15, Techno realised that maybe they were wrong. Maybe he was capable of more than what The Blades had to offer. And that’s how The Syndicate was born.

When Techno was 17, he met Phil through official business, and the man had been shocked at how young he was. Phil was the first person to show that he cared, and it was because he was concerned that Techno was throwing himself into the business too soon. When he’d found out just how young Techno was thrown into it, the man had cried.

The Great Philza, a man who’d seen empires fall and strong men weep.

Philza had cried in front of him, purely because of Techno’s life.

And then, it was on Techno’s 19th birthday that he’d met Wilbur. It was at the latter’s 19th birthday party, at the dawn of L’Manberg when the group itself was only small. Wilbur had been shocked at first that they were born on the same day, but by the end of the night had his arm slung over Techno’s arm as he called them twins (Techno didn’t stop him, sipping Pepsi max through a straw. His indifference definitely wasn’t because of the warmth forming in his chest at the idea of having a brother.)

And that was how the Sleepy Boys Incorporated began.

Except it was a little more illegal than an incorporation, but who was going to tell them to change the name?

Plus, it’s not like the public knew their alliance was called that, more-so they knew it as the ‘SBI’, admittedly a lot more terrifying than what it stood for.

The SBI were rumoured to be family, some even said by blood. Techno wished that was true, that Phil was truly his Dad and that Wilbur wasn’t just his twin by coincidence. However, that didn’t take away from how he truly saw them.

Blood or not, they were his family. And Phil had taught him a valuable lesson once, and that was that family always stick together, and they protect each-other no matter the cost.

No matter how large Theseus’ determination was to take The Syndicate, and the SBI, down, Techno knew his will to keep his family safe was stronger.

No Theseus was going to kill him, no matter how much effort it took.

—

As it turned out, Theseus was stupid.

“Unless he’s stupid enough”, Ranboo had said, “He won’t come for The Syndicate” they said.

Techno was enjoying a moment of silence with his caramel macchiato when he got a notification from the entrance security cameras, and immediately checked them. The sight that met him was Theseus, eyes creased as if he was smiling, giving the guards a short wave.

“Go away kid, vigilantes aren’t welcome unless affiliated with The Blood God himself.” One of them, Hannah was her name, told him, her eyes sharp with something fierce that usually put people off. But Theseus just hummed, looking around them for a moment before moving his hands behind his back. If it wasn’t for the camera angle, Techno would’ve missed it.

The kid’s hands moved in such an elegant, calculated way, and as he did so that fierce look in Hannah’s eyes changed to something warm and almost endeared. “I think that The Blood God has made an exception for me, didn’t he tell you to let me in?”

The other guard must’ve noticed something was off, glaring at Theseus as he spoke. “What did you do to her?” Puffy spat, hands curling tighter around her sword as she held it up to Theseus’ neck. Surprisingly, Theseus simply smiled again, using his other hand and copying the same elegant movements as before.

“The Blood God ordered you to spar, and ordered that I meet with him, he told you this.”

And it was like a switch was flipped.

They both simultaneously smiled, moving to the side and motioning to the doorway. “Well,” Hannah started, chuckling to herself, “Who are we to disobey the boss’ orders?”

“Well, who knew the Technoblade hired such sweethearts.”

Hannah continued to smile, but Puffy’s smile turned back into that sharp powerful thing it usually was, bringing her sword down onto Theseus’ back without giving him a moment to block, yelping as he fell to the ground.

Kid. Fully dependant on ability. Overestimates his ability. Underestimates members of The Syndicate. Didn’t go for L’Manberg. Didn’t invade The Antarctic Empire after taking down their defences. Had head guard Puffy in a headlock-

Wait what?

“Ranboo.” Techno called, the person immediately appearing in front of him with a hum. “Teleport me to the front gates.”

Without a second question, Ranboo sent a puff of particles to Techno’s chest, and after a moment of pure terror, Techno appeared in front of Theseus, his own sword flicking beside him.

“Nice to meet you too.” Techno welcomed, the kid’s head shooting up immediately, a grin gracing his face as he held Puffy tight. Hannah still seemed to be in a trance.

“Ah, Technoblade.” No one calls him Technoblade but his family and his mortal enemies, but Theseus definitely wasn’t family. “Was expecting you to show up some time soon.”

“Please let my guard out of your grasp before I make you.” Techno commanded, and despite his kind words the tone it was spoken with was nothing but deadly.

It seemed Theseus heard the threat, releasing his arms and holding them by his head, keeping that same wicked grin on his face as Puffy huffed out as she hit the floor.

“Take Hannah out of that trance.”

Theseus clicked his fingers, and Hannah blinked, looking back with confusion. “What the-“

“Take me inside your institution, Blood God.” Theseus demanded, and Techno could only frown, raising an eyebrow at the other. “Let me see what I’m up against.”

“I mean, I was planning to invite you inside for a friendly cup of Starbucks coffee, but it’s quite rude to demand entrance in a place where you’re not welcome.” Techno spat back, and Theseus continued to smile.

“And what made me, of all people, exiled from The Syndicate?” Theseus asked, his amused tone only making that fire inside Techno grow. Oh how he wanted to slit this vigilante’s throat, but he wasn’t taught patience for nothing. But his patience was running incredibly thin.

“You messed with my family.” Finally, finally, Theseus faltered, and Techno took this moment of weakness to let the kid’s blood thrum under his own veins, tugging it towards him. “And people who mess with my family, mess with me, but you knew that didn’t you?”

“I knew Philza was part of the SBI alliance,” Theseus admitted, a dark glint to his eye that was much different to the amusement it once held. “But your family? If I knew he was family I would never had messed with him.”

Techno scoffed. “Please, I don’t believe that for a second.” He scowled as he rolled his eyes. “Ranboo.”

“Yes Techno?” Theseus’ eyes went wide as he looked at Ranboo.

“Take us to my office, please.” He asked with a small smile towards the man, and they were off in a puff of particles.

—

Being in an office alone with Theseus was unbearable. He’d taken the first chance to handcuff the kid to the chair across from his desk, but he didn’t stop talking.

“So one day, like, I woke up with this epiphany that I could be so poggers and just be epic.” He chattered on, and Techno was hardly listening as he messaged several help calls to the SBI group chat - they were mafia bosses, not weirdos, they have a group chat - who laughed but promised they were on their way.

“So is Wilbur Soot, like, your brother or something?” Theseus asked, spinning mindlessly as Techno hummed.

“Twin.”

“That’s poggers.”

“What does that even mean?”

Theseus said a lot of strange things in the time it took for Phil and Wilbur to arrive.

Something something kill something something control something something boring something something The Blades-

“The Blades?” Techno asked, his curiosity showing before he could mask it, and Theseus paused, giving him a strange look before slowly nodding.

“They found me when I was 9, taught me everything I know, and most specifically that you’re a massive dick!” Tommy expressed, and Techno simply stared, pinching his noses and rubbing his eyes.

Well that explained a lot.

“What did they tell you, Theseus?” Techno pressed, hearing a knock on the door that neither of them paid attention to.

“That you’re a traitor, that you abandoned them for your own selfishness- hell, you went against every rule they teach you in there!”

The knock came again. No one commented.

“I did what was best for me! What they teach is all a calculated lie, and you know it.”

“Techno?” Wilbur’s voice called from outside. No one opened the door for him.

“The Blades teach you how to control your abilities, you took their teachings and created a brutal empire with zero credit.”

“Credit? They want credit? They did nothing good for me, and I’m sure they never did anything good for you-“

“They saved me.”

“No, they saw a powerful ability and wanted it for themselves, you’re just a kid.”

The door was slammed open, and Philza stood on the other side, his dark black wings having been retracted likely for intimidation purposes. The man’s eyebrow was raised, blue eyes shimmering dangerous as they flickered between the two sat at the desk.

“I sure hope you’re insured on this building, Technoblade.” Philza scoffed, smiling before relaxing at the sight of the handcuffs, tugging Wilbur in by his upper arm. “Who’s this fantastic guest we have here?” He asked, but a type of anger coated his words that made Theseus sink in a little on himself, before immediately righting himself, likely smiling with pride.

“Theseus, pleased to meet your acquaintance Philza.” Theseus introduced, going to offer his hand before frowning, tugging at the cuffs before groaning. Philza smiled at this, Wilbur huffed at the kid’s annoyance. Techno saw through the facade.

“Phil, do you have any way to restrain his fingers, I have no doubt he can break out of these things if he tried.” There was a warning written between his words, as he stared at Theseus sat in front of him. A warning that said ‘if you even try I will make sure you don’t get out of this room alive’, and the kid seemed to understand, his smile dropping from his face.

“Uh, yeah, give me a sec.” Phil replied, shoving his hands deep in his pockets before pulling out two very strange metal contraptions, walking over and taking the boy’s hands carefully in his own.

“Who knew the Angel of Death was such a sweetheart?” Theseus scoffed, watching closely as the metal slotted onto his fingers. Wilbur’s face was full of confusion, Techno managed a smile, and Phil shot the kid the dirtiest look known to man.

The Angel of Death? Is that what they call Phil? That’s so much cooler than the Blood God.

No matter how much Theseus preached The Blades had saved him, they both knew better. Techno knew the look of longing in the kid’s eyes too well, as Phil’s warm hands held his own with unseen care. Techno had been there once, in a similar situation, and it made him question the authority in his life and how they’d never been so kind. It made him want a father, and he knew Theseus felt the same.

“There, he shouldn’t be able to move-“

“Do you have terrible parents or dead ones?” Techno asked before he could stop himself, Wilbur’s face going absolutely distraught as Phil’s went shocked. Surprisingly, Theseus gave him a small smile behind his mask.

“Died when I was nine, The Blades found me before the police arrived at the scene.” He returned, almost challenging.

“The Blades?” Phil asked quietly to himself, waiting for the shock on Techno’s face that never came.

“Right. And how long ago was that?”

The kid paused, a thoughtful glint in his eye as he stared Techno down, the man in turn returning it full force.

“Seven years ago.”

He leaned back in his chair, leaning his legs on the desk and crossing one leg over the other.

“And they prepared you to come after me? Didn’t they?” Techno asked, and Theseus for once stayed absolutely silent. “They saw your ability and knew you were their best chance at taking The Syndicate down, a small vulnerable boy with a manipulative ability.”

“They took me in because I needed help, I needed saving, this is just me repaying the debt-“

“Keep telling yourself that kiddo.”

The room was in silence for a moment, and it was Wilbur who eventually broke it.

“You think they raised him for the soul purpose of killing you?” Wilbur asked slowly, silence being enough confirmation. “What kind of sadists would do that?”

When Techno looked at Theseus, he saw exactly what he’d felt eight years ago. Worry, realisation, and yet resignation to the truth. Acceptance of the difficult, in simpler words.

“You can stay here, if you’d like.” Techno offered, and everyone in the room turned to him in shock, even Ranboo who stood with a tray of four Starbucks drinks in hand, jaw slightly ajar. Understandably, Theseus was wary.

“There’s a but.”

“But,” Techno continued, smiling when the kid sighed. “You have to tell me your name and tell me your ability.”

His quiet consideration was shocking enough.

His answer was even more so.

“My name is Tommy, and I know this will sound so dumb but I can rewire anything.”

“Like TV’s?” Phil asked, cocking his head as Tommy smiled, nodding.

“Oh! And, like, can you rewire lightbulbs to make them brighter?”

“Bit dumb but yes.”

“And brains.” Techno finished, looking at Tommy closely as he froze, looking back at Techno with a careful eye. “That’s how you control people, you rewire their brains with that weird finger motion.”

“The Blades taught you well, quite perceptive you are.” Tommy teased, and Techno would he lying if he said he didn’t feel a little pride from the statement.

After all, you can leave The Blades.

But The Blades never leave you.

“Welcome to The Syndicate, Tommy.” Techno said with a smile, walking over and tugging his mask down, a young but scarred face staring back at him with a hopeful smile.

Tommy was too young, taken too young, melded because of his own selfishness.

The least he could do was take him in and love him like a brother, because he knew Wilbur would grow a liking to him in the first few days, and Phil’s fatherly tendencies would forgive him even sooner.

“It’s a pleasure to be here, Blood God.”

“Call me Techno.”

Tommy’s smile was bright, and Techno was shocked to find his brighter.

—————

Sbi sbi sbi sbi

Fun facts about this au:

- Techno has a pig mask to cover his face, but instead of it being pink it’s black and has glitter because he’s fancy like that

- Tommy knew The Blades influence was bad, but never had anyone better to look up to - hence, Technoblade, which was why he accepted the help

- Phil had wanted to adopt Wilbur and Techno, but they were both too old by the time he’d even suggested it. He adopts Tommy before his 18th.

- The Blades get pissy that Tommy gave in so easily and literally fall out with each-other; Techno’s kindness was the fall of the organisation that had shaped him (and also traumatised him). In English teacher terms, this shows how they no longer have any power over him at all, going against their ideals and taking them down in the process

- Wilbur finds Tommy rewiring his own guard’s minds and tells him off, only to find he was sneaking in to hear him play his guitar because Techno said he could play

- Since Twinsduo’s first meeting, they used to go places and just preach how they were twins - more so Wilbur did and Techno went along with it. They did this so often that sometimes Techno forgot they weren’t actually related.

Hope you all enjoyed :D

#dream smp #mcytblr #technoblade #tommyinnit #wilbur soot #philza #sbi #sleepy bois inc #bedrock bros #dream smp au #bedrock bros au #sbi au #sleepy boys inc au #technoblade mafia boss #mafia au #funny boys #vigilante tommy

[crimeboys]

sharktale dsmp au

oscar - tommy

lenny (gay shark) - wilbur

sykes (oscar’s boss) - quackity

mafia boss dad - phil

bloodthirsty mafia brother - technoblade

angie - tubbo

the krill - ranboo

#text post #mine #everyhing is Exactly the same except for the romance aspect does not exist #or maybe i’ll shift it to the left for tnt. bc im insane.

[ao3feed-crimeboys]

Saved By My Shitty Retail Job Manager Who Apparently Works With the Mafia

by CastielCoven

Tommy jumped back, shaking his head and once again trying to sign at him. He tried to make it a bit more obvious that he was talking with his hands, not just randomly waving them.

Seriously, how dense can people be?

The man growled– seriously, growled– what the fuck, before grabbing Tommys wrists harshly.

Tommy let out a gasp as he tried to wrestle his arms out of the man's iron grip.

He wanted to scream at the guy, ask what his problem was, but he wouldn't because he knew the inevitable pain it would just cause.

—

Tommy was in an accident when he was younger, leaving him without the ability to speak without coughing up blood. So how is he supposed to explain to his kidnappers he wasn't the guy they were looking for when they didn't realize he was signing?

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Prompt 2/40

Words: 10399, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of Reluctant Writing (the reluctant war)

Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Characters: TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson | Philza, Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Wilbur Soot, Jack Manifold, Niki | Nihachu, Toby Smith | Tubbo, Ranboo (Video Blogging RPF), Michael the Piglin (Dream SMP)

Relationships: Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & TommyInnit & Phil Watson, Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit, Technoblade & TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), TommyInnit & Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Jack Manifold & Niki | Nihachu, Niki | Nihachu & TommyInnit, Jack Manifold & TommyInnit, Toby Smith | Tubbo & TommyInnit, Ranboo & Toby Smith | Tubbo, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Wilbur Soot & Technoblade, Technoblade & Phil Watson | Philza, Wilbur Soot & Phil Watson | Philza

Additional Tags: Blood and Gore, possibly dead dove, Torture, Psychological Torture, Psychological Trauma, Mafia AU, Mob Boss Technoblade, Phil Watson is Wilbur Soot and Technoblade's Parent, -Ish, not blood related but hes the parental figure every twin duo needs, Twins Wilbur Soot & Technoblade, Mute TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Accidents, Religious TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Traumatized TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Religious Imagery & Symbolism, Religious Guilt, religious trauma, Tommy aint having a good time, Stalking, Mistaken Identity, lots of blood, Psychological Horror, Horror, Sleep Deprivation, Techno should not be forgiven but he kinda is, Gross, Heed the tags please, also Poppy DNI

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[sabinanotfound]

them in a mafia au

includes: Dream, GeorgeNotFound, SapNap, Karl Jacobs, Quackity and Technoblade

cw: mentions of guns, mentions of killing (nothing is described)

a/n: pls request something I am out of ideas and bored.

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dream

he is surely the overly confident mafia boss always seen with his minions

he doesn't take anything seriously and mostly makes his employees do the job

can often be seen in his office, polishing guns or writing death threats to others

george

he is the quietest and the most skillful assassin, nicknamed "death" by his enemies

works alone and has quite the attitude

his most prized possession is his matte black Ferrari (don't forget the tinted windows) that he drives all the time

sapnap

is the most loyal one to his boss and the gang

will get the job done, but will do it messily and will attract attention (accidentally, as he puts it)

still the most adored gang member because he is so friendly (and also shares his pizza)

karl jacobs

is the IT guy for sure

doesn't like the killing stuff but he loves being the mega mind behind the hacking

cannot be seen without his glasses and laptop in hand

quackity

he is the spy and isn't often suspected because he isn't the quiet or secretive type (so they think)

but he definitely gets close to blowing his cover a few times

for example when he called his boss to report from the bathroom of the RIVAL HEADQUARTERS

technoblade

to be honest, everyone is scared of him

he is the one to do diplomatic talks with the rival gang

but also is sent on missions quite often

him and George are in a silent competition of "who's more intimidating" and I think techno wins

#dsmp #dream smp #mcyt #dreamwastaken #dreamwastaken headcannons #georgenotfound #georgenotfound headcanons #sapnap #sapnap headcanons #karl jacobs #karl jacobs headcannons #quackity #quackity headcannons #technoblade #technoblade headcanon

[ne0spac3-g0v3rnmen7]

sbi but theyre villains

phil is basically a bird trainer gone rogue. instead of committing crimes for his benefit, he just does it because he wants to feel smarter and swifter than the police

wilbur just really likes explosives. since he was a little teeny baby he was making bombs, so that just devolved into a serious issue. he doesn't inherently use crime to gain, but it's a nice pay sooo...

tommy and techno just work together. tommy was hired by technoblade, (its been like 4 years he doesn't remember why) and eventually rose to the rank of his assistant through loyalty and hard work,,,, somehow....

technoblade is just a mafia boss, he sells drugs of all sorts, so much illegal shit, and exotic pets, like tigers and sharks.. the only reason he does this is for power and money, because he feels like he deserves it

#technoblade #tommyinnit #dsmp techno #tommy mcyt #headcanon #mcytblr #mcyt #dsmp #dsmp wilbur #wilbur soot #philza #phil watson #sleepy boys inc #sbi #dream smp

[lonely-lost-soul]

Don't Mess With the Boss's Wife

(Mafia! Technoblade x reader)

Does anyone call for enemies to lovers??

~~~

One could say only years of hardship and turmoil could bring someone to a position of being acquainted with a mob boss. Others might say it was circumstance or fate, you’d say it was just plain annoying.

Technoblade.

The name left a sour taste on your tongue when you first got caught up with the group a few years ago. Now, however, the name tasted like sweet honey and moonlit lights. You had inherited a simple hunting store from your dad, it was a quaint place just outside of the city, sold a few handguns here and there and some fishing knives. Nothing out of the ordinary and everyone knew your father’s name, just as everyone now knew yours. Although when your father passed away he forgot to mention one little thing about the business to you, nothing too dramatic. The way you found out was quite entertaining, after all, and if by entertaining you meant traumatizing then yes it was entertaining.

You were in the back room of the store unboxing some knives, you’d just gotten in a shipment of them earlier that morning when there was a chime of the bell signaling someone entered the shop. You let out a soft sigh before putting on your best retail smile and stepping out from the back,

“Hello welcome into Hog Hunt how how can I help you today…” Your voice trailed off, eyes blowing wide. Inside your shop was a man in a forest green suit holding a much taller man with wild pink hair close to his side. The pink-haired man had a wound on his side and it was gushing blood profusely, but what surprised you the most was the fact that they were hybrids. “What the fuck! Put him down I’ll call an ambulance-” A gun was pulled from the blonde’s suit jacket and the safety was clicked off. You held your hands up and swallowed thickly, the man then spoke with a voice that wasn’t unkind, which was odd considering the gun.

“Sorry to intrude but where’s Stephan?”

How the fuck does this man know your dad?

“Dead.” You responded curtly, “I own the place now, listen if it’s money you are owed I can pay it. Just please,” Your voice cracked a little, “I don’t want to die in this store.” The man’s eyebrows knit together,

“Since when?”

“A month ago, please put the gun away.” You risked asking and the man pulled the pinkette closer to him. “I’m his daughter let me help, I have a first aid kit in the back of the store let me get it.”

“Your father has a surgical room. Take me there.”

“He has a what?”

“Fucking.” He looked to the sky and bit his tongue, he walked towards you pushing you to the side as he passed. You followed him distressed, and he shoved the giant man at you. You grunted and caught him in your arms, the man in the green hat pushed away some shelving, and there before your eyes was a keypad. Your jaw dropped, “Birthday?”

“W-what?”

“What’s your birthday?”

You gave the man the date of your birth and a hidden door opened with a loud bang. “Inside now,” He demanded and you lugged his friend inside the room.

“Listen I don’t know what’s going on but-”

“Medical training.”

“What?”

“You have any?”

“No!”

“You ever stitched up an animal?”

“I mean yeah-”

“Then stitch him up.” He pointed at his barely conscious friend, “so you can live. The Blade will owe you.”

You swallowed thickly eyeing the gun in his waistband, “Alright…” You murmured.

“You kill him and I kill you.”

Eyes bore into your skull and you let out a shaky breath, you moved fast cutting the man out of his suit jacket. You ran upstairs to grab the first aid kit yourself as well as some gloves, as you made it to the top of the stairs you glanced briefly at the door of your shop. Maybe you could make a grand escape and make it to the police statement before they noticed you had disappeared.

You doubted it.

Grabbing a pair of gloves you ran back downstairs, the man’s dark wings puffed up in surprise, maybe he was expecting you to run. You threaded the needle carefully and bit your tongue, you spread your hands across his abdomen and dug the needle into his toned flesh. The man didn’t gain consciousness and you were grateful for that fact, for all you knew he could wake up and slit your throat.

Eventually, you managed to stitch him up closed and you pulled away with blood all over your gloves, you felt a little queasy but you tried to push the feeling away. You still had a thousand questions that needed to be answered, just as you opened your mouth to speak the blonde spoke up again, “He needs to stay here until he fully healed. You can handle that right?”

“Hold on a second! This isn’t what I signed up for, I don’t even know your names let alone how you’re affiliated with my late father!” You argued not too keen on letting a stranger with a cut as deep as the grand canyon stay in your basement.

“I’m Phil and this is Technoblade,” He motioned over to the unconscious man on your table. “Is that enough for you?”

“No!” You shouted all red in the face, “No it’s not. Look I don’t know who you are but if you want this brute to stay here then you need to give me more than just your names.” A gruff chuckled entered your ears as the blonde laughed at your frustration,

“Honey you don’t need to get more involved with us than you already are. Especially if your old man didn’t tell you about our shared agreement.” Phil smiled almost wistfully, a longing smile was on his face and he seemed to pity you,

“I’m already involved. I’m pretty sure I took part in a crime when I healed your buddy, so I’m involved.”

“Would money sway you?” Phil asked raising an eyebrow, you hesitated thinking it over for a moment. You shook your head and he sighed, his shoulders slumped and he finally relaxed against the wall. “Thought not. Well, honey, your dad was wrapped up in the mob, did he tell you that? I thought not…” He sighed softly rubbing his cheek sleepily, “Down here is where he healed and supported hundreds of our men and women. Technoblade over here is the boss, we got into a small run-in with...someone very unfriendly.”

He did not just say that to you.

“We’d love to continue to have your support and protection.” Phil continued scratching at the stubble on his chin, “and as stated before I’d love for Technoblade to heal here safe from anyone who may hurt him. You’ll be paid handsomely for your troubles.”

Your jaw clenched tight and you ran through the pros and cons in your head to the entire situation. You didn’t have a reason not to take it, other than the whole mafia thing, but realistically how bad could it be, it’s not like you were that involved with any of the crimes they committed. The money would also be a nice plus, you didn’t necessarily need it but it certainly would help pay off your student loans.

“Fine. You have yourself a deal bird brain. Bossman will be safe with me,” You held out your hand and Phil shook it with a slight eye roll.

“You sound just like Tommy.” He mumbled and you raised a slight eyebrow but didn’t make a comment. “Just know I’ll be coming every day to check up on Techno and you every day to make sure you aren’t killing him.”

“You don’t trust me?” You pouted,

“Not yet Honey. You need to prove yourself first,” Phil hummed passing by you to get to the stairs. Surprisingly he ruffled your hair, and a vision of your father flashed through your head, you sucked in a sharp breath, “See you tomorrow.”

“Yeah see you then…”

You watched Phil ascend the stairs up back into Hog Hunt and you turned to his boss, your foot tapped on the cold tile floor. You had to get cleaned up and explore your father’s surgical room while you were at it. You walked over to the large industrial sink and tossed the bloodied gloves inside, water ran over your hands and you made sure to scrub them clean. Sadly it seems your dad didn’t own any towels so you shook them dry spraying water all over the floor, not that you cared. Glancing back at Technoblade who was on the table he was still unmoving but he was important breathing, you weren’t about to die for this motherfucker. You continued to explore the area and found there was a small bedroom, shower, and bathroom down here as well. The more you discovered the more gaps were filled in about your relationship with your father, how he was always home late, how sometimes he’d stay the night at his shop, and of course the extra birthday and Christmas gifts you were given when typically your family couldn’t afford them.

Fuck your father did work for a gang.

You stared at your frazzled expression in the mirror of the bathroom, hair a mess, eyes blown wide and confused. Blood was stained on your shirt and your nametag had long since fallen off, the shitty little magnet couldn’t handle all the running around you were unfortunately doing. Turning away from your reflection in the mirror, the fluorescent lighting was making you look yellow anyway. Walking into the bedroom you grabbed an old blanket and draped it across Technoblade’s body and slid a pillow under his head. You mentally noted how soft his hair was, you wondered what conditioner he used because holy shit, it was like touching a cloud.

“You having fun there?” An amused voice sounded through the room, you flushed up to the tips of your ears and down the back of your neck. Red eyes looked into your soul but they weren’t angry, they were amused, almost teasing. “You a nurse Stephen hired? Is it my lucky day?” his grin only grew his tusks curling around his lips, you frowned and poked at the wound in his side. Technoblade let out a pained hiss, his amusement turning into annoyance,

“I’m (Y/n). His daughter.”

“Fuck.” He let his head fall back against his pillow, “Your dad’s gonna kill me. Where is the old man anyway?”

“Dead.”

“Then who-”

“Me,” You stuck your nose up in the air crossing your arms over your chest with a huff. His eyes widened to the size of saucers, “your buddy Phil already explained everything to me. I’m continuing my dad’s legacy I guess.” You explained with a shrug of your shoulders, “so as of right now I guess I am your nurse.” He eyed you warily sitting up a little as you walked over to one of the large cabinets you explored earlier. Technoblade winced from behind you and you simply ignored it, he shouldn’t be sitting up but it’s not like you could stop him. You grabbed a bottle of pills and a cup of water walking back over to the mob boss, his hair was unruly and with his dress shirt cut up he was undoubtedly attractive.

If he wasn’t a well-established criminal you could’ve seen yourself falling for him, he was your type after all. Long hair, a gruff voice, and stubble on his chin, plus a man in a position in power what else could a woman want in a man?

“Pain meds and water. Drink it all.”

He eyed you and downed the meds and swallowed them dry, you scrunched your nose up. Technoblade then drank the water quickly, he would be dehydrated and at least you didn’t have to IV him.

Considering you didn’t know how and weren’t licensed to do so.

“I’m surprised you trust me enough to know I didn’t poison it.” You commented with a slight tilt of your head, he chuckled.

“Kotek, if Phil thought you were going to poison me he wouldn’t leave me alone with you. Plus if you tried Phil would kill you as soon as he discovered my corpse, and you wouldn’t be able to escape his wrath. Plus you seem smart and poisoning me would be a very dumb move.” He mused, your brow furrowed before nodding gently.

“What does Kotek mean?” Technoblade only hummed sipping his water, you rolled your eyes, “Fine then don’t answer me. I don’t care, I’m assuming you know where the bedroom is I’m not helping you because you’re being a dickhead.”

“Okay rude,” Techno scoffed swinging his legs over the operating table, “What if I tear my stitches huh? Then you’ll have to play nurse and patch me up again.”

“It’s a lose, loses situation then.” You sighed wrapping an arm around Technoblade’s shoulders, he tensed briefly before relaxing into your arms. “Let’s get you into bed, I live about a five-minute walk from here so I’ll also run to the grocery store and bring you food back. Anything you like specifically.” You continued to make small talk while you gently placed him on the bed,

“Anything with potatoes or potatoes in it, or meat.”

“Okay, Mr. Manly Man.” You grumbled rolling your eyes and he made an amused sound getting situated on the bed. “Phil will probably bring me some spare clothes tomorrow, how’d you get the bullet out of my shoulder by the way?”

“The what.”

You both stared at one another as you let out an audible shit.

~~~

A few weeks had gone by since the incident with the mob boss and on the second day, just as Technoblade had predicted Phil dropped off a plethora of clean clothes for his friend. He didn’t even flinch at the new bandages that accompanied his shoulder, you couldn’t help but think Phil knew earlier but didn’t tell you. You found out as the weeks went by the Technoblade wasn’t a talker, he kept to himself really on talking with Phil when he visited. Your conversations didn’t extend much from small talk, or you scolding him for accidentally popping his stitches.

At least that’s how it was until today.

“Let me come up and work with you.”

“Huh?” You blinked, startled by his sudden talking as you dabbed his chest wound with a warm, wet rag. “You want to see how I work?”

“If it’s not too much trouble. What? Are hybrids not allowed or something- OW.” He hissed as you purposefully pressed the rag deeper into his wound. Techno sent a glare in your direction as you hummed through a tight-lipped smile.

“I don’t know you aren’t a sociable person, think you can be nice to customers.”

“I’m plenty charming.”

“Charming my ass.” You scoffed with an eye roll and he seemed to deflate a little, if you weren’t paying attention you wouldn’t have noticed it. “You’re a grumpy, asshole ninety-nine percent of the time.” He huffed looking away from you, “but you can be sweet.” You smiled faintly at the hybrid in front of you, “also very funny.” You noticed his cheeks turned a faint splotchy pink, pupils going fuzzy around the edges, “Now go get dressed so I can show you my shop. I’ll meet you up there I gotta open.”

You left him sitting on his bed as you ascended the stairs up into Hog Hunt, you pulled the keys out of your pocket and shoved them into the rusted lock. The door clicked and you switched the closed sign to open. One of your regulars was already outside, a smaller man who always wore a beanie on his head. He’d always gush to you about his fiancès and he was one of your favorite customers to talk to, he goes by the name Quackity and without fail he always made you laugh. If you didn’t know any better you’d say he was trying to get you to join his polyamorous relationship, in fact, he flat out asked you if you would. He claimed both Karl and Sapnap would be down to meet you and discuss it. Unfortunately, for Duckie, you were strictly monogamous which he claimed he could change. Especially, because, unfortunately for you, because Sapnap and Karl were very attractive and the four of you became fast friends. They fell hard and fast and they were constantly trying to change your mind and you seemed to be slipping into their charms. They also seemed to have joined Quackity today in his visit.

“Hey doll,” Sapnap greeted with a wink walking in behind his one fiancè, and Karl followed in behind him holding onto his sleeve.

“Hey Panda, Bunny.” You greeted cheeks hot signifying they were a light pink and Karl giggled fondly. “What’re you all looking for today hm?” You asked walking back over to your place behind the counter, “Need a new knife Sap?”

“Nah not me, we’re heading up to the mountains for a romantic getaway. Need some camping stuff, you know how it is. We have an extra spot if you’re interested.” He mused, and you rolled your eyes fondly,

“Maybe next time.”

“Come on why not?” Karl whined reaching across the counter to interlock your hands with his own, “What could you possibly be doing?”

“Me.”

“Huh?” Your face lit up in a bright red color as you whipped towards the back room, standing in the doorway was Technoblade. The clothes he chose to wear were casual but sexy nonetheless, who knew he could rock sweatpants and a hoodie so well?

“Who the hell are you?” Quackity huffed glancing at you out the corner of his eye, you caught the look letting him know you weren’t in any danger from the man in the backroom. He moved off the wall and pointed to the nametag he had on his chest, it read: Stephen.

Where had he found your dad’s old name tag?

You wanted to be pissed but you couldn’t exactly tell them you had a renowned mob boss living in your dad’s secret medical lab. Not only is that unbelievable but they’d absolutely call the police.

“Well Stephen I don’t know who you think you are but that’s no way to talk to anyone, especially if they’re your boss-”

“She’s not my boss she’s my girlfriend.”

“What?!” All four of you choked and Technoblade shot you a look that said play along, he didn’t look happy about this situation either.

“I mean.” You coughed, “Yeah...this is Stephen, my boyfriend, I decided I needed some extra help around here. He offered, he’s really sweet.” The smile on your face reached your eyes and it was shockingly convincing. Karl pouted glancing at the hybrid, and Sapnap growled at the man. It seemed to catch you and his fiancès off guard, but not Technoblade, to your surprise he grabbed you by the waist pulling you close, and snarled right back.

You knew the three boys were hybrids who chose to use a human form as cover when available but you couldn’t understand what was going on between the two men.

“Sap? Panda?” Karl tugged on his hand, round bear ears were poking at the top of Sapnap’s head, “Hey it’s okay snap out of it.”

“(Y/n) I’m sorry I don’t know why he’s being so territorial-”

“It’s okay Big Q don’t worry about it,” You assured, “I don’t know why he’s being ‘territorial either.” You practically let out a growl of your own, glaring at the mob boss next to you all he did was let out a little huff.

“We’re leaving.” Sapnap snapped breaking his gaze from Technobalde, “come on.”

“But our stuff-”

“It’s on the house, I’m sorry really.” You bowed, Sapnap’s gaze immediately softened,

“It’s alright, we’ll keep in touch.” Sapnap eyed Technoblade on the way out of the store, Dream was going to love to hear this, did you even know? He’d have to make sure Dream wouldn’t lay a hand on you.

The bell went off signifying the trio had left the store, as soon as they did you turned around to face Technoblade. Face now red from anger instead of embarrassment, “What the fuck was that Techno!”

“What?”

“My boyfriend? Are you mental, you could’ve just said you were my coworker!”

“Then you’d have that fire, panda hybrid and his other mates on your ass. No thank you I was saving you the trouble.” He scoffed, “So a thank you is in order.”

“They’re my friends!”

“You pick bad friends.”

“You don’t know them!”

“Bite me, Kotek, I know a lot more than you think I do.”

You were fuming, you grabbed the bat you hid behind the register for safekeeping and you held it up against his neck. He startled and you managed to pin the all-powerful mafia boss to the wall bat sideways against his neck. He flushed to the tips of his pointed ears and the look in your eyes was nothing but furious. “Don’t ever assume you know anything about my life!” You snarled pressing the bat into his larynx, “You may be some mafia boss but I’d be a fool to be scared of you! I’m no little girl and I don’t need your protection! I don’t need anyone’s protection you hear me!”

“I hear you.” Technoblade grunted swallowing thickly, “I hear you, just remove the bat alright?”

You huffed putting the bat back in its place, Technoblade rubbed his neck tenderly starting at you with wide eyes. One of the first to ever defy him in such away, and the first woman to ever make his heart skip a beat in his chest.

That day your fate was sealed, he would have you.

From then on your relationship with Technoblade had changed, he was almost softer with you. One might even say he had grown fond of his doctor, but he never once treated you like you needed protection again.

Which freaked you the fuck out.

“Are you going to kill me?”

Technoblade choked on his coffee, the both of you were sitting on the front stoop outside your shop just as the sun was coming up.

“Heh?”

“Are you going to kill me when this is over?” You asked again, slower this time, taking a long sip of your coffee. One scoop of sugar and a splash of milk, he’d gotten your coffee just perfect. “You’re acting weird, are you being nice because when this is all over you and Phil are going to put a bullet into my neck.”

He was silent for a moment and you decided to keep talking,

“Cause I think I’m ready to go. Honestly who and what am I waiting for? Truly? What am I doing here? Sitting behind a register trying to live up to my dad’s legacy knowing damn well I never will.” You leaned back and Technoblade noticed how the sun seemed to illuminate your delicate features.

You were too delicate for him, he couldn’t have you, didn’t deserve to have you.

Yet…

“We-I’m not going to kill you. Not now not ever, I’m going to make sure no one does either. That I can promise you, I know you don’t need protecting, but think of this as me helping out a friend.”

“Ah, I’ve graduated to friend status then, is that why you’re so weird.”

“Maybe.”

“Cause it’s been about three months and according to your wounds you were all healed about a month ago.” He flushed and you smiled, “Do you like playing normal?”

“More than I ever thought I would,” Technoblade swallowed thickly, “But you’re letting me stay.”

“Hm, I guess I am.”

Technoblade let out a small laugh and patted you on the back, you leaned against his touch letting his hand linger there, rubbing tender circles into your back. You didn’t comment, instead, you blushed soft and smiled into your coffee cup. ~~~

The bell rang signaling you had a customer, you smiled “Hello welcome into Hog Hunt! Let me know if you need help with anything!” You chirped from the register, you picked your head up. The man who walked in who was not one of your regulars, a mess of blonde hair, green eyes, and freckles greeted you.

“Hey, you’re (Y/n) right?”

“Yep!” You hummed trying to keep your customer service voice up, “that’s me! How can I help you?”

“I’m a friend of Sapnap’s. Dream.” He held out his hand, “He’s told me so much about you.” Your shoulders relaxed and you took your hand within his own,

“How’s his trip?”

“Good so far. He’s very happy with his fiancès,” You noticed he didn’t let go of your hand. “I came to check you out per request,”

“Per request?”

“Let her go, Dream.” A rumbling snarl came up from behind you, Technoblade, he knew this man? That wasn’t good, your hand shot to your safety bat right beside you. But before you could grab it Dream pulled you over the counter and against his chest. You squeaked as you felt a cold barrel of a gun pressed against her head, the other hand wrapped tight around the front of your shoulders.

“There he is Technoblade! Or should I say, Stephen!” He laughed, “Nice to have spies around so I could find out where you were healing.”

No. No Sapnap wouldn’t, he’s not in the mob. Fuck. He was absolutely in the mob. You were an idiot.

“I am upset it took me this long to get it out of him though. Karl was a very pretty crier you know,” He looked down at you and you froze in his arms. You swallowed glancing over at Technoblade, your eyes were filled with panic, surprisingly so was his.

“Take a deep breath, Kotek.” Technoblade tried to reassure you and Dream snickered, “She has nothing to do with this, let her go.”

“Hm, I don’t know if I will. She’s very fun to play with, very pretty too. She’d get along with George splendidly, think they’d both be very fun to play with, oopsie.” He paused, “struck a nerve. What am I taking, what's yours?” Technoblade was seething, red, splotchy face, nails digging into his palms causing blood to drip down his fingers.

“What do you want? Money? I can give it to you, she’s just an innocent in all this.”

“Is she innocent if she healed you? And her father healed many men from your gang. She is far from innocent, so I might as well kill her so your men can stay dead when I decide to shoot them or you.”

Did he shoot Techno?

You glanced at the pink-haired man and his jaw was set, his mouth permanently shaped in the form of a scowl. This was the man who injured Technoblade in the first place, your eyes flashed and Technoblade seemed to catch it. His eyes screamed no but your face said yes, you opened your mouth and leaned down and bit a chunk out of Dream’s hand. He let out a scream and pulled back, in the process, you stomped on his foot, the gun was pulled back and you rushed to Technoblade’s side.

“You’re so fucking stupid.” He called shoving you down into the surgical room and slamming the door shut. You spit out the chunk of Dream’s hand you had in your mouth, blood spilled down your lips. You both jumped hearing dream shoot at the metal door, but it wasn’t budging. “He’s going to have backup show up we have to find a way out of here,” he rumbled stomping down the stairs to find one of the guns he ‘borrowed’ from your store. He loaded it quickly and you followed behind him, he glanced over at you and you were loading a gun of your own. “Where the hell did you get that?”

“I kept it in a locked drawer down here ever since Phil showed me where it was. In my defense, the both of you could’ve decided to kill me at a moment’s notice.” You eyed him and he seemed to have a dazed look on his face,

“You would’ve shot me?”

“If you attacked me. I wasn’t just going to sit there and let you kill me-” Your eyes shot open to the size of saucers as you felt his lips connect with your own. You were sure he could taste the blood in your mouth and you felt his tusks scrape at the corners of your lips. He pulled away licking the remaining blood from your lips, his eyes were fuzzy and he gripped your shoulders,

“You’re so stupid but so smart. My clever, smart Koek.” He breathed and you were still dizzy from the kiss, “You have no brain but you’re such a firecracker. Thinking you could kill me and take on Dream.” “I can’t tell if you’re being condescending or not, dickhead.”

“I’m not. The spark you have is so...hot.” He emphasized tilting his head, eyes somehow growing even fuzzier, “When you bite out a chunk of Dream’s hand I could’ve kissed you right then.”

“Ew.” You laughed almost shyly because let’s be honest you wanted him to kiss you again. “After this is over I’m going to kick your ass for kissing me without permission,”

“I’ll be looking forward to it.” He could tell you had no bite behind your words, they were almost affectionate.

The two of you were on the same page for the first time in the months you’ve gotten to know him.

You two were together.

“Come on let’s find out way out of here. He has to have an escape route.” You urged, the two of you began your search and the banging continued behind you both at the doors.

~~~

A young man stood nervously in front of the doors leading to who he was going to talk to today. He completed a job for the infamous mob boss Technoblade, but something had gone wrong and two of Technoblade’s men were secretly wearing a wire for the police. The boy, who was no older than seventeen, shot and killed the spy. The other one was captured pretty quickly by Wilbur, Phil’s eldest son. His multicolored hair was pressed against his forehead, drenched with sweat and blood.

“She’s ready to see you Ranboo.” The blonde man named Phil,

“S-she? I’m meeting his wife? Did I do something wrong?”

Everyone knew of her reputation, sometimes she could be even crueler than the boss himself. They both were cold people except towards each other and a few in the gang they were especially close to.

“Mate takes a breath, she isn’t mad.”

Ranboo swallowed thickly and entered through the double doors, sitting at the desk was a stunning young woman. She was clad in a black dress with gold accents, rings littered your hands but the one that stood out the most was a golden band littered with diamonds on your left hand.

Your wedding ring.

Ranboo swallowed closing the doors behind him, you picked your head up hair framing your face. You were intimidating in his eyes, one wrong look from you, and Technoblade kill him but you’d probably get to the hybrid first.

“Ranboo I take it?”

“Yes ma’am!” He nodded bowing his head in rapid succession, you laughed softly,

“Please that’s not necessary.”

That’s...not what he was expecting.

“Please sit.” You motioned to one of the two chairs in front of you, he hesitantly took one of them. They were red velvet, soft and plush, he felt himself relaxing into them against his better judgment. “So Wilbur and Phil told Techno and me about what happened today, I want to assure you neither Misiek nor I am mad.” Ranboo nodded at your word and flinched when you reached out hand out. “Sorry, I know my reputation isn’t the best but you’re still covered in blood it’s a wet nap.”

“Oh...thank you.”

You gave a fond nod, “I’m sorry it had to happen on one of your first assignments with us. Truly I am, I want you to know the man Wilbur apprehended is being taken care of by me,” You smiled, but it was tight-lipped “You absolutely should not have gone through that, he will not live through the night if I can help it.” The look you gave him left him shivering in his boots, “You are valuable to us, all of you are.”

“I...you’re different than how I thought you’d be.”

“Most of us usually are,” You laughed leaning back in your chair one leg swinging over the other. “Just know that I’m here for you, we’re a family all of us are.” Ranboo allowed a little smile to come to his face, he’s never had a family before, he’d like that very much. “Sorry I have to cut this short, clean up and you’re going to be compensated for what happened today, Misiek is expecting me. Down by the spy, you know how it is,”

“I...don’t actually.”

You laughed fondly standing up from your seat and he followed suit, “Phil will make sure you get back to your room and have a fresh pair of clothes. I’m sure Tubbo is worried.”

“Thank you…”

“Anything for my boys.”

Ranboo stepped out into the hallway, everyone who he has talked to seemed to have an incorrect perspective of you and therefore maybe even the boss himself.

One thing was for certain, he thought as Phil handed him a new change of clothes, God help anybody who messed with the Bosses Wife. ~~~

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[jilliannotfound]

prepare for a long ask (i’m sorry)

my brain is very full so hear me out-

dream smp casino/mafia au-

now i was at first thinking Kinoko kingdom (karlnapity) are the owners of the casino cause yk Las Nevadas Quackity but then i remembered “Syndicate” (by Derivakat) which has a jazzy vibe and was like, what if the Syndicate was a mafia ‘family’ that ran a casino and reader is their star performer who starts off every night with a performance of “Syndicate”. reader’s performance is used to kinda establish the Syndicate’s power over the casino and to remind the patrons anything they do will be under the scrutiny of a mafia with literally two of the most renowned mafiosos’ (Philza whose reputation of traveling all over and taking down many a mafia family precedes him and Technoblade who has taken down mafia families singlehandedly) in the city, maybe even the entire country.

the Eggpire is like a rival mafia that is trying to take control over the city so it isn’t uncommon for them to try and infiltrate the Syndicate casino. so i was thinking, what if the people who are Pro-Omlette (but not in the Syndicate so Puffy, Foolish (since it’s not confirmed he’s part of the Syndicate), Awesamdude and Eret) are staff at the casino. they were each like a lone agent after their mafia family split up/they left and decided to join forces with the Syndicate to make sure the Eggpire didn’t gain total control of the city. Maybe Sam is a bodyguard stationed either outside the casino or manning security cameras switching with Puffy, Eret can be like a stage manager/backstage to aid the performers and make sure no one sneaks into the dressing rooms or the light control area backstage and Foolish is like a bartender keeping an eye out on the main floor of the casino for any activity.

Dream was the former head of the well-renowned Dream Team mafia family until the family split. he’s notorious for breaking apart mafia families before disappearing into the night and traveling to a new city. occasionally he’ll hire some aid but they never last long.

Ponk used to be an on-sight medic for the casino in cause of bar fights or performers getting injured on stage but after many rumors (later confirmed to be true) of him being a member of the Eggpire he was fired and not allowed to enter the premise of the casino again.

Kinoko Kingdom was a rival casino/mafia family to the Syndicate’s but they’ve decided to have a truce to make sure Dream and/or the Eggppire don’t take over their city. Their casinos have different vibes with the Syndicate’s being more of a hub for mafia and business activity with jazzy music on the constant and famous for civilized and tame yet very entertaining entertainment whilst Kinoko’s casino is like more of a rowdy type casino, famous for high stake bets, drinks with high alcohol content and lively music and entertainment that can be seen as a bit too glitzy and tacky. Like you go to Syndicate casino for a night of business deals and building yourself up to the top, the type of casino you would bring your boss to, whilst the Kinoko casino is the type of casino you go to let loss and risk it all with cheap entertainment and even cheaper booze. their truce works out because their casinos are so different that competition wouldn’t be worth the cash (and the Syndicate knows they can easily take on the Kinoko mafia in a fight but shhhh)

there’s multiple places a reader character could fight but as a primarily Technoblade simp at heart i had to put reader as a performer in the Syndicate casino-

~🦫Anon (if this title isn’t already taken-)

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕊𝕪𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕖

DSMP x Reader (in-game)

Summary: Request

Warnings: None?

A/N: Okay… I have a few important things to say. First of all, this story is not completed. This request is so genuinely good and I have been trying to work on it for far too long and have had very little success. With that being said I still want to publish the small bit of this story that I’m proud of.

Second of all, I would like any other dsmp writers on this platform to feel free to take this request and perhaps do with it what I wasn’t able to. If you write this story, please tag me because I’d love to see what you do with it. You can also use this bit I have written and am sharing to start off your own version of the story (just give proper credit)!

With all of that out of the way, please enjoy!

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The Syndicate. One of the highest-end casinos in the country, and certainly the most powerful, being run by two of the best-known mafiosos.

Philza was best known for his travel, being able to track down anyone anywhere and take care of them.

Technoblade was easily the scariest man you could meet. He’d single-handedly taken down more mafia families at the age of 21 than most senior-aged mafiosos could even dream of.

It was rare to see either of the men in the casino, let alone to see them together, so when the pair came through the doors with power in their steps everyone knew something serious was in order.

They took their seats at the bar as Foolish prepared their drinks and Eret directed the casino's attention to the stage.

This performance was a nightly occurrence, the same jazzy tune came from the band's instruments as Y/N emerged from the curtain.

Hey, I'll tell you a little secret of mine

If you promise not to tell, if you have the time

Everyone has gotten you, always on the run

But if you join the Syndicate

Life could get a little more fun

It was the song of the casino, used to remind everyone just how much power it holds.

When all of the horses and all of the men

Won't learn from history, it's all the same in the end

I've told you once and I'll tell you again

The Syndicate is looking for a couple new friends

It reminds the patrons of the casino that no matter what they do, the Syndicate is always watching, studying each of them in hopes of finding some new friends.

Fight for freedom, fight to end the pain

Hey, this is serious, it's not just some little game

'Cause the anarchy's part of me, tyranny bothers me

End it all properly once and for all

They call us the villains 'cause they know we'll take the fall

The members of the Syndicate were a force to be reckoned with, composed of strong fighters and quick thinkers constantly working to take down anyone that dare stand in their way.

The Eggpire was their current concern. Run by a man named BadBoyHalo, the Eggpire was a whole other breed of mafiosos.

They preached about the Egg, whatever the hell that was supposed to be, and always wore a signature red color that made them easy to spot. Sometimes you could even swear there was a red glint in their eyes when talking about it.

After the incident with Ponk, their old medic that got caught up in the red whirlwind, the Syndicate became extra wary of the Eggpire, willing to do just about anything to take them down.

This is exactly why the two most powerful men were sitting together at the Syndicate’s bar with their eyes locked on the stage.

Fight for freedom, fight to end the pain

Hey, this is serious, it's not just some little game

'Cause the anarchy's part of me, tyranny bothers me

End it all properly once and for all

They call us the villains 'cause they know we'll take the fall

When all of the horses and all of the men

Won't learn from history, it's all the same in the end

I've told you once and I'll tell you again

The Syndicate is looking for a couple new friends

Oh, a couple new friends

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh no, no

You'll gain a couple new friends

As the jazzy instrumentals faded out, Eret poked his head out of the curtain on the side of the stage, gesturing for the resident singer to come backstage.

Y/N smiled at the audience and walked through the velvet barrier to be greeted by the deep-voiced brunette.

“Did you see who’s out there tonight?” They asked him.

“That's why I called you, they wanna see you.”

Y/N took a deep breath and headed out onto the main floor.

They’d been part of the Syndicate for most of their life and knew they weren’t in any danger near Techno and Phil, but the anxiety still pounded in their head as they approached the men.

Y/N sat on the stool next to Technoblade and the two turned their stools to face them.

“Lovely performance!” Phil praised

They shot him a kind smile and braced themself for the inevitable harsh news that would follow the attempted small talk.

“We need you to do something.” Techno said bluntly. “You know Las Nevadas?”

“Yeah, of course.”

It was another casino ran by Kinoko Kingdom, another mafia family. They used to be considered one of the biggest threats to the Syndicate because they had quite literally appeared overnight and nobody knew anything. Once the Eggpire popped up though, it was safest to become fast friends with the three men that ran Las Nevadas in hopes of strengthening their forces against the red abomination infecting families all over.

“We had a meeting with Quackity and he’s got a bad feeling about some guests that have been stopping by their area. It’s a shitty casino, we all know that, but he thinks it’s more than just some random troublemakers.”

…

:]

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[gogified]

Uh his is my first time using tumblr and I want to request something ! Is this how to request or like put it on "submit please"?

If this is how to request, then Mafiaboss Techno x stripper reader?

yes this is how to request! also, welcome to tumblr!

this one, please.

mafiaboss!technoblade x stripper!reader

nsfw under the cut, minors dni.

tonight was supposedly a special night. your boss had assigned you to the strongest man in the city to please. you knew everyone enjoyed your shows but to be assigned to a mafia boss? please. as you proceeded to get dressed there were several loud knocks on your dressing room door. "come in!" it was your boss. his face was a tomato red. it almost seemed that smoke was coming out of his ears. "he wants you in the room now! put on something that covers little skin." you groaned as he left the room in a hurry. you remember he had gave you a kitten outfit earlier in the day. you quickly put that on, did your makeup, and left the room. your co-workers passed you with a whisper of 'good luck!' and 'i'm jealous.' it was a extensive hallway and you were surprised how long it took to reach the room. when you finally reached the room you slowly opened the door hoping they weren't talking about anything you shouldn't hear. your lip quivered as you stepped into the room. "you've arrived already?" you heard a booming voice say. it was a mixture of velvety, smooth, and seduction all at once. your heart seemed like it was gonna pop right out of your chest. "oh- uh-yes sir." you had never been so scared since you had started your career. obviously you had a reason to be terrified but not THIS terrified. you examined his figure very slowly as you sauntered over to the pole. you latched on to the pole and started doing your special routine. after completing the jade move he had called you over to him. you moved into pole sit and looked at him. your eyes rolled down to his erect cock that bulged through his pants. "the show you put on was quite- pleasant, yeah? why don't you help me with this problem you made." you didn't know what to say except a jumble of words that sounded like a stutter. "you're cute." he chuckled. he stood up from the couch and examined the outfit you had on. he looked at least 8 or 7 feet tall. his height helped when he was putting hickeys on your neck. "u-uh sir!" he covered your mouth quickly. "shh. let me help myself." you squirmed around on the pole as he attempted to undress you. he lifted you off the pole hastily. that was when you noticed his pink skin. he was a pig! you couldn't imagine being fucked by a pig. but here you were. the hours flipped by and the only thing heard in the club was moans and skin slapping. you could hear your co-workers outside giggling and gasping. it didn't do much for your anxiety. it just made you oddly embarrassed. "too full!" you moaned as the pig hybrid filled you up with his cum. "you can take one more can't you?" he tittered. you nodded quickly and sucked in more air in your lungs. you didn't take one more, you took 5 more. 150 minutes just for 5 orgasms. after that you couldn't hardly walk or breath. you knew he'd request you back.

#technoblade smut #mcyt smut #technoblade x reader smut #mcyt x reader smut

[maddenleftchat]

Update: I don't post here anymore. I might reblog stuff, but writing will be very little, if even at all. Life has changed for me, and I no longer have/(haven't had time in the past year) to write on here. So, I wouldn't expect any updates

~Welcome to the wholesome, cursed, and cracked out CHAT!~

Hello! My name is Madden(or Mads, Mad, Den, DenDen, Denny). I write, (obviously), and it's mostly yandere stuff. Please enjoy your stay! And Check out my Wattpad for more books instead of One shots/headcannons. I am also fully open to constructive criticism.

ALSO MY WRITING WILL CONTAIN DARK THEMES. warnings will be stated at the beganning of each work. :)

Other people:

-If you are looking for more variety/other fandoms

@yandereaffections , @allforyouryandere

More DSMP-

@chocolatte-and-despair

DSMP worms-

@modx-afterdark

I post: When I want. But will try to do it at least once a week.

(Anon list is at the bottom!)

Requests are currently: Open

Here are the rules for requesting

1. I will do NSFW depending on the request.

2. Please when requesting don't tell the whole story yourself, but do be a bit more descriptive if you don't want me to just freestyle. (If that makes sense).

3. Please refrain from requesting stuff that involves suicide/eating disorders/self harm, (kinda a trigger for me.)

4. Please feel free to request other dark stuff (ex. Gore, murder, and etc.)

5. Please specify if you want a one shot or headcannons

6. Your requests don't have to be about yanderes.

7. Requests also don't have to be about the characters listed below, it could be something more blunt like (A Mob boss yandere x reader). But if you are going to request character Please choose the ones from down below.

Right so here are the current things I'll write for:

DSMP: (I no longer write for. But here is the master list)

Dream (Character)

Dream XD

Dream blob

Wilbur (Character or irl)

Ghostbur

Technoblade (Character)

God!Techno

Schlatt (Character)

Master list

Mha:

Heros:

Eraser Head

Present Mic

Endeavor

Hawks

Students:

Deku

Bakugou

Todoroki

Shinso

Kirishima

Momo

Jiro

Tsuyu

Villains:

Tomura

Dabi

Toga

Twice

Overhaul

(Villain AU)

(Mafia AU)

(Hero AU)

Master list

Jujutsu Kaisen

Gojo

Geto

Sukuna

Megumi

Itadori

Maki

Mai

Master list:

->->->!!My Yandere Ocs!!<-<-<-

I'll add more if I get into more fandoms

Anons list: Ace, X, 👑, ☘️,🐍,🧜🏾‍♀️,🧇 (waffle anon), 🥀,📦, 🌺, 💎, Kitsune,🦄,🦢,🍫🍦,

#dsmp x reader #yandere dsmp #mha x you #mha x reader #yandere dream #wilbur x y/n #wilbur x you #yandere dream x reader #technobladexreader #yandere dreamxd #dream xd x reader #black butler #yandere mha #yandere bakugou #yandere deku #yandere jujutsu kaisen #yandere gojo #yandere gojo satoru #yandere geto #geto x reader #yandere sukuna

[dreamsmp-au-ideas]

Actually I can’t stop thinking about the custody battles between Puffy and Phil. Local detective goes up against the most famous mob boss in the country but its such a chaotic mess. Because if there’s one thing Phil is willing to obey the law for its getting his kids a good home.

Puffy refers to herself as a father of two and immediately the SBI switch to calling her a father no questions asked and threaten anyone who mocks her for it. Quackity is SBI’s personal lawyer and he thrives on having people underestimate him so he just shows up in a beanie and whoops everyone’s asses in court. Somehow fucking international criminal Technoblade, the orphan obliterator himself, is a valid character reference for Phil and everyone is too intimidated to ask him to leave.

But on Puffy’s side it’s just as chaotic. Her sons show up for moral support and Eret, who’s there to help Wilbur with the legal documents, recognises Foolish instantly and panics. Meanwhile Foolish as we know and love him is an absolute himbo so he doesn’t put two and two together that his old friend has Mafia connections. He just goes “oh hey eret! boy it sure is crowded in this courthouse today :D!” Meanwhile Dream is stood behind him like “hurt him and I will obliterate you”. Maybe some goons try to stop Dream from getting in the courtroom so he just parkours in through the ceiling or something

At one point it’s about to come out that Tubbo and Ranboo aren’t legally married so they panic and run to the part of the courthouse that handles that in a recess. They have to hope that nobody notices their obviously forged marriage licenses (they do, but these kids might take over the SBI criminal family some day, best not to make enemies so young)

Oh my god. This is hilarious. Just everything being chaotic as fuck at both sides and it’s honestly the most famous court cases in the century. It’s just one huge custody battle and man, I love this.

#dream smp #dream smp au #detective manifold and puffy au #captain puffy #philza #ph1lza #quackity #technoblade #wilbur soot #eret #the eret #foolish gamers #foolishg #dream #dreamwastaken #tubbo #ranboo #ask

[ao3feed-crimeboys]

this melody composed of everything forsaken

by StarRi_Sky

Wilbur was a pretty average guy. Maybe a little tall, but otherwise completely normal looking. If you met him on the street, you'd probably share a greeting, maybe a few jokes or jabs, with each other before continuing your day.

But, Orpheus…now Orpheus was the opposite of normal. Very few had ever seen the man, let alone met him. And the few that did, never lived to tell the tale. Whispers circled around the lower circles of the Syndicate of what he was like.

(Or)

Wilbur goes from being a secret leader of the Syndicate to the right hand of a different mafia. Here's how!

Words: 3630, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 4 of SBI Centric Oneshots

Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: Gen

Characters: Wilbur Soot, TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson | Philza, Fundy (Video Blogging RPF)

Relationships: Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit, Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & Phil Watson | Philza, Technoblade & Phil Watson | Philza, Fundy & Wilbur Soot

Additional Tags: Alternate universe - Mafia, Mafia AU, Tags Contain Spoilers, Wilbur Soot-centric, Gambling, Poker, Mafia Boss Phil Watson, Mafia Boss Technoblade, Mafia Boss Tommyinnit, Attempted Kidnapping, I think?, Alternate Universe - Superheroes/Superpowers, Winged Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Winged TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Siren Wilbur Soot, Blood God Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Wilbur Soot Needs a Hug, Hurt Wilbur Soot, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Found Family, but family finds you first, no beta we die like my sanity, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

#ao3feed #wilbur soot #tommyinnit #crimeboys #crime boys #crimebois #crime bois #mcyt #This is an automated process #If you see any fic that breaks boundaries #or the fic is yours and you don't want it shared send an ask #it will be looked at and removed if need be

[binas-idea-vault]

Hear Me Out: Syndicate Mafia/Casino AU

i came up with a casino au once with Kinoko Kingdom/Quackity as owner of the casino but then my brain went “okay but like, what if the Syndicate had a casino but it was also a mafia and then Kinoko Kingdom as a casino as well and then the Eggpire is also involved and so is fucking Dream” so hear we are.

i chose the Syndicate to have a casino cause of the song “Syndicate” by Derivakat (i’ve been binge listening to it as well-) which has a jazz casino vibe. so what if Reader was the star performer (this is self indulgent because i am very much a theater kid and love to sing-) who starts off every night with a performance of “Syndicate”. reader’s performance is used to kinda establish the Syndicate’s power over the casino and to remind the patrons anything they do will be under the scrutiny of a mafia with literally two of the most renowned mafiosos’ (Philza whose reputation of traveling all over and taking down many a mafia family precedes him and Technoblade who has taken down mafia families singlehandedly) in the city, maybe even the entire country.Just mafioso Technoblade watching reader’s performance and just enamored with how they move and their melodic voice. for some extra spice, protective Technoblade seeing the patrons/customers just as enamored as he is. Philza laughing his ass off in the background at how Technoblade goes up to you and puts his arm around your waist protectively and just glares at anyone who looks at you wrong-

the Eggpire is like a rival mafia that is trying to take control over the city so it isn’t uncommon for them to try and infiltrate the Syndicate casino. so i was thinking, what if the people who are Pro-Omlette (but not in the Syndicate so Puffy, Foolish (since it’s not confirmed he’s part of the Syndicate), Awesamdude and Eret) are staff at the casino. they were each like a lone agent after their mafia family split up/they left and decided to join forces with the Syndicate to make sure the Eggpire didn’t gain total control of the city. Maybe Sam is a bodyguard stationed either outside the casino or manning security cameras switching with Puffy, Eret can be like a stage manager/backstage to aid the performers and make sure no one sneaks into the dressing rooms or the light control area backstage and Foolish is like a bartender keeping an eye out on the main floor of the casino for any activity.

Dream was the former head of the well-renowned Dream Team mafia family until the family split. he’s notorious for breaking apart mafia families before disappearing into the night and traveling to a new city. occasionally he’ll hire some aid but they never last long.

Ponk used to be an on-sight medic for the casino in cause of bar fights or performers getting injured on stage but after many rumors (later confirmed to be true) of him being a member of the Eggpire he was fired and not allowed to enter the premise of the casino again.

Kinoko Kingdom was a rival casino/mafia family to the Syndicate’s but they’ve decided to have a truce to make sure Dream and/or the Eggppire don’t take over their city. Their casinos have different vibes with the Syndicate’s being more of a hub for mafia and business activity with jazzy music on the constant and famous for civilized and tame yet very entertaining entertainment whilst Kinoko’s casino is like more of a rowdy type casino, famous for high stake bets, drinks with high alcohol content and lively music and entertainment that can be seen as a bit too glitzy and tacky. Like you go to Syndicate casino for a night of business deals and building yourself up to the top, the type of casino you would bring your boss to, whilst the Kinoko casino is the type of casino you go to let loss and risk it all with cheap entertainment and even cheaper booze. (and if you really wanted to, you could have the Reader character be a bartender at the Kinoko casino and be the reason the casino is so well-known for their booze in the same au but different continuity)

wilbur had a casino (the L’manburg casino) but he went bankrupt so the casino changed management (to Schlatt) and then Wilbur burned it down, resulting in himself getting severely injured. courts can’t prove he did the fire and many claim he was just in the area when it happened and got severely injured. because of this his memories are very much messed up, but he’s slowly recovering (emphasize on slowly) and is now a performer for the day crowd (which is more relaxed and therefore the best place for more cheerful tunes with acoustic guitar, during the day the casino has more of a classy cafe vibe and they actually serve coffee!) under the name Ghostbur. he can’t remember the name of the nurse who treated him so he just remembers them by the name Friend and has a stress toy that is a blue sheep (given to him by the nurse) that is always in his pocket and he gets really stressed when he loses it so the nurse gave Philza copies of the stress toy to give to Wilbur if/when he loses his. for some more fluff Wilbur’s blue is actually just blue jolly ranchers because when his memories got messed up because of the accident he forgot some things like the names of colors so the nurse that treated him used blue jolly ranchers as an example of the color blue so whenever Wilbur is sad and misses the nurse (who can potentially be a Reader character taking place in the same au but a different continuity) that treated him he likes to eat some jolly ranchers to make himself feel better, and hands it out to make others feel better as well! (just imagine Philza standing behind Wilbur like “if you don’t accept his blue i will personally shove you into a body bag” type beat)

Tubbo is a magician/dealer at the Syndicate Casino for three reasons which are as follows:

A) he needed some quick cash and mans doesn’t have much work experience

B) he’s smart so he knows the little ways he can cheat the games so the casino loses less money/gains more when patrons gamble (i like to imagine in the interview process he actually managed to cheat a game and no one knew he cheated until he admitted it during the interview when asked if he could be able to subtly cheat so the house loses less money. it went like

technoblade: alright final question, do you know anyways to make sure the house doesn’t lose out on much?

tubbo: i’ve been cheating during every single game we’ve played.

everyone: 👁👄👁

ranboo wiping away a tear: that’s my platonic husband

i think that’d be funny)

C) i have decided to make it canon in this au that Tubbo and Ranboo are still platonically married for tax purposes

and for reasons (aka because i can) i’m making Micheal a piglet Tubbo bought for a magic trick that he named Micheal and got attached to. however he didn’t have the space for a piglet so Ranboo and Tubbo decided to move into a large apartment together that Foolish helped them find and named the piglet Micheal. now Micheal can be seen in the staff room just walking around and wearing a nice suit.

i have no role for Tommy but i like to imagine he spends so much time at the Syndicate casino (to hang out with Tubbo and totally not Ranboo nope not at all) that the patrons just assume he works there and ask him questions like drink recommendations and directions to where things are. and the best part is tommy actually knows where everything is- like he’s spent so much time at the casino he knows all the ins and outs. at first he’s really annoyed and mad about it until he realizes how much money he can make on tips. next day he shows up in a nice suit, and a big smile ready to help (and totally not make money).

totally random but Eret, Foolish and Niki are gossip central of the casino. Niki is a member of the Syndicate and knows all about Technoblade and Reader’s pining (in the continuity where Reader is the star performer of the casino), Eret is backstage and hears all the gossip the performer’s share and Foolish overhears all the gossip at the bar. all the staff fears them- 

#dream smp mafia au #dream smp casino au #dream smp x reader #dream smp au

[squishycheekanon]

There was nothing more I could do.

Silly little bird

Anywhere you want

Stay in tonight

Don’t be jealous

On my lap, now.

Good Girl

#squishycheekanon #squishycheekanonanswer #asks are appreciated #dreamsmp x reader #dreamsmp members #mcyt fanfiction #mcyt x reader #techno x reader #technoblade x reader #techno smut #technoblade imagine #techno fluff #techno imagine #technoblade x reader fluff #technoblade x reader smut #technoblade fluff #technoblade smut #MafiaBoss!techno #mafia boss fanfic #Mafia!Techno

[netheritenugget]

After reading a ton of A03 fics for the Dream SMP i have come to the conclusion that there isn't enough angsty Eret ones

I KNOW RIGHT?

Oh hey look, an excuse to post a few links to Eret-centric fics I'm currently reading. Read the warnings and the tags, I like whump fics and these are almost exclusively angsty as fuck. Eret's character just invites tragedy into their life, I suppose. Either that, or I like reading about them suffering.

A solitary wither/enderman/player hybrid Eret runs away to live in a secluded village after being dethroned by Dream and rejected by friends. Technoblade visits sometimes. Friendship ensues. I drew some cool fanart of it.

A mafia boss AU series where Eret runs their own criminal organization and has a soft spot for Tubbo. Graphic descriptions of violence and bodily harm (don't read part 2 if you can't handle descriptions of s*xual abuse, because it's definitely not smut, it's abuse)

Eret almost dies in the snow after being injured and dethroned by Dream, is rescued by Philza and Technoblade. Friendship ensues? Eret is a wither hybrid.

Dream murders Eret shortly before the Manberg-Pogtopia war, in retaliation for attempting to aid Pogtopia. Eret comes back as a ghost. Ghost Eret AU based on this concept by @helloivyandavandrawsstuff.

Former child soldier Eret sees history repeating itself in L'Manberg's child soldiers during the L'Manberg Revolutionary War, and seeks to destroy it from the inside, befriending the Dream Team along the way. Traitor Eret fic. Eret has paranoia and PTSD. Extremely grey morality.

A Gravity Falls AU where Tubbo goes to live in the Mystery Shack after his older sibling Eret goes mysteriously missing. Not Eret-centric since they aren't the main character and haven't shown up yet, but still thought it was worth mentioning.

I don't have any others to recommend, I think that's it :)

#the eret #fanfic rec #dream smp fanfiction #the eret fanfiction

[chaoticdaemon]

Spotify Playlists :)

Dream SMP

--------- Tommyinnit Playlists ---------

- "ᴇʀᴇᴛ, ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴍᴇᴀɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪᴄᴇꜱᴛ ᴡᴀʏ ᴘᴏꜱꜱɪʙʟᴇ: ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴜᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ." -

Tommy's character before he was exiled

- "ʟᴏɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ." -

Tommy's character during the whole depression/exile arc

- "ꜱᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏᴏɴ, ᴡɪʟʙᴜʀ.." -

Ghostinnit...

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--------- Tubbo Playlists ---------

- "ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴀʟʟᴏᴡ ꜱʜɪᴛ, ʙɪᴛᴄʜ." -

Tubbo's character + songs that remind me of his many egos

- "ɪ ᴀᴍ ɪɴ ᴘᴀɪɴ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ɪ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴍɪʟᴇ." -

President Tubbo after he exiled Tommy

.

--------- WilburSoot Playlists ---------

- "ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ. ɪꜰ ᴡᴇ ɢᴇᴛ ɴᴏ ʀᴇᴠᴏʟᴜᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ."

WilburSoot’s slow corruption

- "ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ, ɪ'ᴍ ꜱᴜᴘᴇʀ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ." -

Ghostbur songs :))

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--------- Jschlatt Playlists ---------

- "ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛʀʏ!" -

President Schlatt vibes 

- "ꜰʟᴀᴛᴛʏ.... ᴘᴀᴛᴛʏ" -

He dead lmao

.

--------- Quackity Playlists ---------

- "ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴠɪᴄᴇ ᴘʀᴇꜱɪᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ" -

Songs that give off vibes of a forgotten friendship so in other words basically Quackity divorcing Schlatt ( P L E A S E I DONT KNOW HOW TO GIVE SUMMARIES BWHWBHW)

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--------- Technoblade Playlists ---------

- "ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ɢᴏᴅ" -

Yooo its him the orphan killer

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--------- Fundy Playlists ---------

- "ʜᴇ ɪꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ʙᴏʀɴ ʜᴇʀᴇ" -

Fundy being a spy and longing for time with his father

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--------- Eret Playlists ---------

- "ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ" -

He made the final control room. Now they walk around in platform boots. We love her.

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--------- Nihachu Playlists ---------

- "ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ᴘʀᴇꜱɪᴅᴇɴᴛ"

Nihachu snapping/songs that give of her vibes

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--------- Ranboo Playlists ---------

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--------- Dream Playlists ---------

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--------- Event Playlists ---------

- ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ʟ'ᴍᴀɴʙᴇʀɢ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴀʏ ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ.. -

When they lost L’Manburg the first time

.

Movies/Video Games:

- ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ꜰᴏᴜʀ ɢᴀʏ ᴘᴜɴᴋ ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇꜱ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ? -

The Lost Boys playlist mainly with songs that I think gives off their vibes and songs that were actually from the soundtrack

.

- ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ʏᴏᴜ! ɪ'ᴍ ꜱʟᴇᴇᴘ ᴅᴇᴘʀɪᴠᴇᴅ! -

Mainly songs from the LittleBigPlanet series because THEY ARE BOPS AND CHILL SONGS YOU CAN SLEEP TO !!!

.

- ᴘᴇᴡ ᴘᴇᴡ ᴏʀ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ꜱʜɪᴛ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏ ᴄʟᴜᴇ -

I don't really know how to describe this one but its just songs I've heard from various Fallout games

.

OCs:

- ʙᴏᴡ ᴅᴏᴡɴ. ꜰᴏʀ ɪ ᴀᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴜᴘʀᴇᴍᴇ ʀᴜʟᴇʀ! -

Corrupt king who likes to meme

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- ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀ ꜰᴏᴏʟ. ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɪ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ! -

Axe killer who seems to kill victims who only fall in love with him

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- ᴡʜᴏ ᴀᴍ ɪ? ᴏᴋᴀʏ ꜱᴏ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇ ᴀ ꜰᴀɪʀʏ ʀɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴡɪɴɢꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟɪᴛʏ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴍᴇ. -

Fairy that ripped off their wings to become human and is now obsessed with sanrio characters and weird music

.

- ɢᴏᴏᴅ ʟᴜᴄᴋ. ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ɪᴛ! ᴡᴇʟʟ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴅʏɪɴɢ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ. -

A nerd with a passion for poetry and lo-fi type music falls in love with the axe killer which results in them turning into a dorodere

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- ꜱᴛᴏᴘ ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ. ᴡᴇ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʙᴜʀɪᴇᴅ ᴀꜱᴀᴘ! -

Axe killer and nerd actually meet and go on a date after they hid a body

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- 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘨𝘶𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 -

:) sad mafia boss or something

.

Random Playlists:

- *ꜱɪᴘꜱ ᴍᴏɴꜱᴛᴇʀ* ʜᴇʟʟᴏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴍʏ ᴘʟᴀʏʟɪꜱᴛ! -

Literally just songs people have said give off my vibes

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- ɪ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴀᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ -

UHMMMMM-

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- ᴛʜᴇ ᴇxɪꜱᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴀʟ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴅ ʜᴀꜱ ʙᴇɢᴜɴ -

Songs that make me hard sob but in a good way :)

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- ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴄʀʏ. ᴘᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ. ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴇɴᴛᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴɪɴɢ. -

Songs that make me hard sob but like this is when I want to feel pain

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- ᴘᴇᴛʀɪᴄʜᴏʀ -

Songs I will literally yell in the middle of class because they are better than learning. Also its rain themed because I liked the dinosaur umbrella :)

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- ɪ'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ꜱɴᴀᴘ ꜱᴏᴏɴ ɪ ꜱᴡᴇᴀʀ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏᴅ. -

I chant these songs when I’m angy >:(

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*ꜱɪɢʜ* 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙧𝙚 Yₒᵤ?

A playlist I usually send to my friends if they ask me what type of music I’m into (My spotify wrapped really said all since I listen to 985 different artists and 480 genres bahhah)

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- ʜᴇʏ ᴋɪᴅ! ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ʙᴇ ᴀɴ ᴏᴜᴛᴄᴀꜱᴛ. -

This whole playlist is just July 2019

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- ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ. ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴛᴀɴᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀʏɪɴɢ ɪꜱ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ.-

Playlist I made in the summer of 2019 just to vibe to when I would go out and ride my longboard 

#dream smp #dream team #mcyt fandom #dream mcyt #minecraft #mcyt #spotify #tommyinnit #dead schlatt #president tubbo #slashers #ocs #the lost boys 1987 #spotify playlist #nihachu #technoblade #dreamwastaken #wilbur soot #tubbolive #the eret #the lost boys #marko the lost boys #david the lost boys #dwayne the lost boys #paul the lost boys

[fyreb1rd]

Could you add mafia syndicate to the crime au?

Ranboo could be an accidental informant who also reports on tubbo's movements. whether he's actually aware the book club he's in is a crime or not could be funny.

YOOOOOO

mafia phil who just tired as fuck, originally (maybe) blackmailing tommy because of something he did because he doesn’t really know who tommy is, only to find out this is a child,,, and panicking.

he also runs a local library with technoblade which is where they meet ranboo. ranboo comes in all the time to rent books from them and when phil finds out he’s close with tubbo, the agent leading the investigation into his business, he quickly befriends ranboo to get information out of him. ranboo has no idea who he’s really feeding this information to, since no one knows who the true boss of the crime family is

#dsmp fbi/crime au #IKWCMIB