#mafia!ron

[ameliora-j]

mafia!character is so big bad and mean till u literally call him pookie bear then he: “(-_-)… ╭( ๐_๐)╮…(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)”

[nevsluvr]

🏩 — teachers pet; give me a character and scenario, and i’ll make some headcanons for it; nsfw or sfw.

mafia!ron taking you out to a fancy dinner omg THAT MAN IN A SUIT

❥ since you started dating ron you knew the risks of it, being that exposed to danger ever so lightly (or not) when going out

❥ it was a sacrifice you were willing to take just to be with him

❥ you loved him and he loved you

❥ even so he always surprised with gifts and stuff all the time, he loved seeing how excited you got

❥ tonight was different, he asked you what car you wanted to take out, the one you liked most and ofc you were weirded out

❥ you almost never got to choose, you just got in the car the security guards told you to without questions

❥ ron still didn’t let you drive claiming that it was his job to keep you safe and sound at all times, just yet, you needed to work on that

❥ he wore a fancy suit, tailored to fit him just right, it was a somber

❥ the grey and black on it contrasted with his fair freckled skin and bright orange hair that he had let free without slicking it back with gel into place this time

❥ after picking out a bright red mustang you got in and you pricked him, begging to let you know what you were doing this night

❥ fifteen minutes of driving you finally arrived, ron got down after parking and rushed to the other side to help you out

❥ you had asked ron for the dress code and since he said “wear something elegant darling, although everything you wear looks like it on you”making you blush and smile cheekily

❥ you wore a gray dress just like his suit, with a glittery fabric that shined when in the light, it was truly mesmerizing

❥ looking up you saw you were at a wining and dining, but not a regular one, ron being ron he picked out the finest and most expensive one in the whole city

❥ needless to say everything was perfect just like him and the night was filled with soft touches, laughs and utter love so incredibly cheesy but you couldn’t care less

[papillon-mechant]

Okay so i’m dying for Twizzlers + Wings <3

when ron walks you in the door, you stay close to his side, hiding behind his large frame. he guides you through the big empty warehouse, finally entering a dark room. when the lights come on, in front of you are three men, knelt and handcuffed with bags over their heads.

“ronnie.” you whimper, frightened by the idea of seeing your attackers once again. ron holds you close, rubbing a reassuring hand down your side.

“s’alright darling, no one’s gonna hurt you while i’m around. just need you to tell me if these are the ones.” ron nods over to his two henchmen, signaling for them remove the bags. you flinch when you see the beat up faces of the men knelt in front of you. though there’s no denying, it was them.

you look up at ron with tears in your eyes. your words get caught in your throat an all you can do is nod in confirmation, gripping tighter at his arm and sobbing into his side. ron coos silently, letting you know it’ll all be okay.

you never really find out what happened to the men, though you do remember hearing three loud bangs as ron lead you back out of the warehouse.

[pearlsofme]

The Burrow

Summary: The East side is ruled by a newly established family. Brought to prominence by accident, respected only as much is needed. Kings, in their territory, lovingly labeled the Red Turf. But to the others? The older families? The Weasley’s are expected to fall back to their rightful place. Sooner rather than later, the moment an opportunity arises...

A Tale of East and West

warnings: Mafia/Mob AU, mentions of violence/mob activity, blood

Slight George Weasley x reader if you squint

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“About time. We were wondering where you’d got to.”

“Sorry Bill, Won’t happen again.” George mutters, eyes on the table as rounds the room to pull out his chair. Seven pairs of eyes are heavy on his shoulders, and he’d rather not share who what held him up, but luckily he’s used to the weight. And judging by the fresh scratches on Charlie’s face, George won’t bare the burden much longer. Still, it’s tense as he fixes his jacket and sits down, the polished cherry duplicating his sister’s weary look. She’s usually quite composed, a bystander to Bill’s lethal brotherly lectures. But she’s fucked up, the cost of whatever mishap she’s made gouged into Charlie’s chin. George keeps his composure cool, shifting forward to match his twin. “What have I missed?”

“Problem in the East Docks.” Fred answers, smirking while he adjusts the leaf between his lips. George watches the smoke curl above his head before plucking the cig from Fred to snuff it in his Scotch. He ignores his brother’s huff, turning to the head of the table. “Personal?”

“What do you think?” Charlie growls, jutting to the blood staining his cheek.

“It appears the ferret’s gotten bold.” Bill leans back in his seat with a slow exhale, fiddling with his pinky ring before pushing out of his chair. The pleats of his maroon waistcoat flex as he walks, meticulously uncuffing his sleeves on the way. “Decided he can attack our own blood on Red turf.”

George squints as Bill stops in front of the bay window, the sunlight reflecting off his rings and earrings. “And what the fuck made him think he could do that? We’ve kept it tight Bill.” Ron snaps, shifting in his own seat to escape the sunset’s glare. 

George’s eyes find her before Bill’s hands land on her shoulders, taught despite what they all know is a gentle hold. Although Ginny raises a call for doubt, her own stare trained on her lap, lower lip flushed rosey from her nibbling. Bill bends down till his nose bumps her ear, the intimidation washing over the boardroom. “Yes, tell us, Gin. What the fuck made him think he could do that?”

a/n: here she is, my first drabble for this Mafia!AU! I’m going to post these drabbles as they come to me, and eventually build a masterlist so they’ll all live in one place. And a snippet on what’s happening across town is on her way...

[silverdelirium]

but also mafia!ron being so protective over pregnant!reader :( he makes you sit in all his meetings right next to him and any of his men even glance at you and he’s clearing his throat moving his suit jacket to show his gun and looking at the man grunting “eyes off m’wife”

PLS “eyes off m’wife” IM 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[ameliora-j]

did someone say mafia!ron x stripper!reader?

him becoming instantly infatuated with you the first time he sees you. he’s at the club for a meeting and couldn’t care less abt the girls, until he sees you.

after that, he’s in there almost every week, always in time for your set. and eventually, he gets a little tired of you putting on a show for anyone other than you, so he’s buying up all your private time slots, making sure you spend all your time at work with him.

rduejrjfieirt and he drowns you in 100’s. like when people “make it rains” it’s all 1’s. yeah not ron he throws 100’s. and when you jokingly complain about up charging him one day bc you’re losing money he simply says “i’ll give you my whole bank account if you leave right now and live with me. never have to worry about money again” and he’s completely serious 😩

[ameliora-j]

congratulations on 3k !!

for the celebration, 🍒 dialogues — send a character, au, and scenario and i’ll write a dialogue about it

mafia!rarry’s girlfriend sitting in on one of their meetings

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you sit straddling harry's lap, your face tucked into his neck as he rubs your lower back with his right hand, nursing a glass of whiskey with his laugh. the way he is handling you is a stark difference ti the way that he roughly speaks to his men. he presses small kisses to your temple every so often.

untill about an hour in, when ron feels like he's hogging you. the redhead effortlessly lifts your form from harry's lap, placing you on his own and tucking your face into his neck. he kisses the crown of your head as he gently rubs your back. it continues on like this until the meeting is over, and by then you have fallen asleep against harry's chest with his fingers rested on your tongue

[ameliora-j]

the ron aus reacting to you asking “what color should i paint my nails?”

you: what color should i paint my nails?

canon ron: uhhh i don’t know blue?

you: what color should i paint my nails?

fratboy!ron: i want my dick wrapped in purple tonight

you: what color should i paint my nails?

boxer!ron: maybe red? put my initial on the ring finger <3

you: what color should i paint my nails?

stoner!ron: black

you: what color should i paint my nails?

ceo!ron: light blue

you: what color should i paint my nails?

mafia!ron: let me see your options dollface

mafia!ron: *sends you $600* go shopping after you finish