Jul 4, 2025
Fantômas and Dr. Mabuse
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Fantômas and Dr. Mabuse
What if?
What if ?
What if Remus and Regulus were criminal masterminds?
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The dimly lit warehouse echoed with the clinking of glass and the murmur of voices, shadows dancing across crates stacked high. Remus Lupin leaned casually against a metal beam, his piercing gaze fixed on the young man seated across from him. Regulus Black, impeccably dressed in a tailored suit, exuded an air of quiet confidence as he studied the intricate blueprint spread out before him.
"So, Lupin," Regulus began, his voice smooth and calculated, "this is your latest scheme?"
Remus chuckled softly, running a hand through his tousled hair. "Call it an opportunity, Regulus. An opportunity for both of us."
Regulus raised an eyebrow, his fingers tapping lightly on the paper. "I'm listening."
"It's simple," Remus explained, his tone carrying the weight of experience. "There's a shipment coming in next week. High-value goods, untraceable currency. We intercept it before it reaches its destination."
Regulus nodded thoughtfully, his mind already mapping out contingencies and potential risks. "And what's in it for me?"
"A fair split, of course," Remus replied with a smirk. "Enough to keep the Black fortune thriving."
"Always about the money, Lupin," Regulus remarked, though there was a glint of amusement in his dark eyes.
"Isn't it always?" Remus countered, his own eyes sparkling with a mixture of mischief and determination. "But this isn't just about money, Regulus. It's about power. About proving that we're the ones who make the rules in this city."
Regulus leaned back in his chair, a slow smile spreading across his face. "You always did have a way with words, Lupin. Very well. Let's do it."
I just learned that apparently there are only 25 blimps in the world and only 8 are in use. This is a blow to criminal masterminds everywhere.
Crimmies Trash: It only gets worse from here
Stop stop, he's already dead
here’s the group scene from criminal masterminds for @micooll 【🌇】
This blog will include the fandoms I'm in so enjoy some shitty fahc edits featuring The lads
Jack and Geoff will be posted later for sure, I'll might do some of the others as well.