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summary: bangtan may think they’re the mafia kings, but little do they know you are the rising queen.

warnings: ❗️any characters in the story have nothing to do with their real life counterparts❗️f reader, use of ‘bitch,’ ‘ass’, ‘shit’ (still don’t know if it counts as a warning lol), mentions of killing (nothing happens), tae and kook threatened by reader (nothing happens), shooting of guns (no injuries)

a/n: sorry i haven’t posted in forever 🥲 i’ve been so busy, but i’m still working on catharsis 🩵 

this is just a silly little mafia one shot because i wanted to try something different. reader is a bad bitch bc i wanted her to beat bangtan in a fic for once ;) also pretty tame in terms of violence and such for a mafia fic. hope you enjoy!

word count: ~2.3k

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Opening my eyes, I immediately sense that someone’s watching me. I pretend to not notice it, going about my daily morning routine. The cameras are subtle, but my eyes catch them quickly. These boys may be smart but I’m always one step ahead. I knew that they were going to watch/trail me the second I turned down their business proposal. 

~ Two days ago

“Stiletto, you have a business meeting with Bangtan today,” my assistant tells me. 

“Oh, it totally slipped my mind,” I say, knowing full well about the meeting. You have to act forgetful once in a while or else people assume that you know everything and don’t tell you anything. 

“It’s in an hour in your office.” I nod at the reminder, and wave her off. Venus is a hard-working girl and not a snitch, so I’ve kept her around as my assistant. She knows the consequences of betraying me.

An hour passes by quickly, dealing with my product shipping and whatnot. I’ve been involved for a good seven years; in both the technology industry and the mafia. My technology is top notch, and this led many mafia bosses to want to buy my products. I’m happy to oblige, as this makes me a pretty penny.

A sharp knock on my door makes me smirk. 

I call out, “Come in.” 

Seven men dressed in suits enter and shut the door behind them. 

Bangtan. 

“Hello Stiletto, it’s good to finally meet you,” Kim Namjoon says cordially.

“Likewise. Now, let’s get to it. I’m a busy woman, so if you please, give me your deal.” My face is blank, eyes steely, scrutinizing them as they do the same to me. 

(a/n, I didn’t go into specifics with the deal because I’m not good with that sort of thing, so sorry for being so vague :’)) 

I listen to their proposal, knowing from the first sentence that it’s not going to happen. At least, not with me. The deal has minor holes and could easily be executed with another company. My price is also not met. 

“I’m sorry to interrupt Mr. Kim, but this isn’t going to work. Have a good day,” I dismiss them, seeing the looks of anger flash in their eyes.

“What do you mean it won’t work, Stiletto?” Min Yoongi asks, barely concealing his anger.

“Are you deaf? I mean it won’t work. Find another company. Goodbye.” I’m about to call for security, but they keep pushing on. Well. Looks like they have some bark in them. But I have more important things to be doing than entertain some boys and I know I’ll see them again soon enough.

“You’ll regret this later,” Park Jimin says, and before he can say more I interrupt. 

“I know that I won’t. Goodbye.” And with that, I have security escort them out. Granted, they don’t put up much of a fight, but instead I see them clench their fists if only for a brief second. Good. They’re mad. I hope that they learned that I can be a bitch, exactly as everyone says. 

Hence the nickname Stiletto. Stilettos may be pretty looking but they’re also powerful. I bet you’ve never seen someone walk in stilettos and not look like a bad bitch. 

Ever since this nickname was given to me, I have worn a pair every day. Why not give the people what they want? 

I had to kill everyone who knew my actual name, so now only a select few remain who know my actual name; Y/n.

~ Present Day

Bangtan is so mad that they are trailing me to try to find weaknesses to make me bend to their deal. Their attempt is almost comical. Almost. I don’t have weaknesses. Growing up in an orphanage led me to learn and figure out things by myself. 

My black suit is waiting for me, and I slip on my signature stilettos. They have red soles, an exclusive one-of-a-kind shoe made especially for me. Little does the brand know that I made some alterations to the shoes. I made the tips be steel and each shoe has a small dagger hidden inside the stiletto. 

My black purse is waiting and I check my inbox as I make my way downstairs and into my garage where my chauffeur is waiting. 

The cameras inside the house have already been disabled, courtesy of Venus’s hacking skills. That girl is shaping up to me more and more like me everyday. I smile inside at the thought of toying with Bangtan. Some say they’re the most powerful mafia, even going as far to call them the ‘mafia kings’ but I know better than that. They may be more known in the industry, but my name is still influential and slowly climbing the ranks. I blame me being a woman for the reason why I’m not on top. Most of the mafia bosses think I’m just a pretty face who can’t be taken seriously. Someday I’ll destroy all their empires and watch them burn. (she says nonchalantly lol)

I get out of the car at my office and head inside. Venus greets me, showing me my schedule of the day. I thank her, the only person I ever do, and head off to my office. It’s a peaceful workday, considering that I haven’t had to hurt/kill anyone yet. 

It’s around 2:00pm when I get a notification on my phone saying that there are two unidentifiable figures that breached our building. I dismiss getting security to investigate as I know that it’s Bangtan. Perfect. They’re coming just as I knew they would. I know it’ll take them about a half an hour to reach my office so I wait eagerly. 

Half an hour later I’m sending an email when I can feel their eyes on me. Based on my research I can guess that it’s Jungkook and Taehyung in the vents. These two are the deadly duo and also the sneakiest. 

While Yoongi and Hoseok are the best at weaponry, Namjoon and Seokjin are the best fighters (with Seokjin doubling as a doctor), Jimin is a master manipulator, and Taehyung and Jungkook are the stealthiest. Jungkook is their ace though, good at everything. 

I internally feel giddy, but on the outside I pretend that I don’t notice them.

I let this go on for another half hour, knowing that they’re watching every move. So I send boring emails and don’t do any actually work. I already shut down their hacking and can’t wait to shut down their camera that’s been in my office all day. But that comes later in my plan. 

After hitting send on another email, I start typing up an rsvp and say, “Boys, it’s time to come down now. I know you’re up there, so be good and come out.” 

There aren’t any noises but I can tell that they didn’t expect this. 

Bangtan doesn’t expect me to know their every move. I have tabs on all of them at all times, and they don’t know I know all their tricks in the book. Including trailing business owners who don’t accept their deals.

Since they aren’t responding, I decide to have some fun and use their names. 

“Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook…the maknaes of Bangtan. Be good boys and come out, okay? We don’t want this getting out of hand,” I say sweetly, imagining their eyes widen at me calling them out by name. 

I count slowly in my head…three…two…one…

Bang! The vents come open and they drop down silently behind me. I turn around in my chair and see the two culprits. 

“Hello boys. Have a seat.” I say, leaving them no room for argument. They sit down and don’t speak. I know they’re searching for ways to escape, but I won’t let them. They’re not the only ones good at planning.

“Look, I’m not going to force you to talk about anything. But just know that you shouldn’t try to-“

Before I can finish Jungkook brings out a gun and fires it at me. I dodge it and pull out a gun of my own.

“Don’t even think about it buddy. I have dozens of weapons aimed at you that could fire at any moment, so sit your ass down.” This makes him slightly wary, and he lowers his gun. 

“Give me your weapons boys,” I demand next, knowing that I could still win against them in a heartbeat but don’t want to take that chance.

They get them out for me but I notice Jungkook forgot two and Taehyung forgot one.

“Jungkook, give me the dagger in your hair and behind your ear and Taehyung, give me your ankle dagger,” I sigh impatiently. 

They do as I say, surprised at my knowledge. 

“Perfect. Good boys, thank you,” I praise, knowing that this makes them uncomfortable. And it works. Jungkook looks down slightly while I see Taehyung swallow. 

I stalk over to the filing cabinet and pull out the camera recording all of this. I smirk slightly into it and place it down in front of the boys and I. 

“Hello Bangtan, thanks for sending your maknaes to me. We’ve been having a jolly good time,” I say into the camera, noticing Jungkook and Taehyung exchange glances.

“Anyways, better come get them before something happens to them…that would be horrible,” I say, my tone a hint darker than before. Then I crush and destroy the camera. 

I turn back to Jungkook and Taehyung.

“I’ll guess…thirty-four minutes until they come for you. In the meantime, do make yourselves comfortable. I have snacks and shit in the mini fridge if you’re feeling peckish. But don’t try anything!” I singsong, going back to my desk. 

They look at each other, confused at what’s going on. One second I’m threatening them the next I’m offering them food. I ignore their looks and continue typing and responding to emails.

Precisely thirty-four minutes later the rest of Bangtan comes bursting through my office door.

“Where are they?!” Namjoon booms, gun in hand.

“They are right there,” I say, pointing to the two boys who haven’t moved from their sitting positions.

I see Bangtan freeze, if only for a split second. I know that they’re shocked I didn’t harm them/tie them up somehow.

“Did you do anything to them? Because if you did, I swear to god Stiletto I’ll-“

“Calm down Hoseok, can’t you see they’re unharmed?” I state boredly, gesturing to the maknaes.

“It’s true Hobi,” Jin says, rushing over to inspect his babies. 

“Aw, such a happy reunion,” I say, then sharpen my tone. “Looks, you idiots need to learn that no means no. I don’t want your business deal, so stop trying. It’s not working.”

“You sure, Stiletto?” Jimin asks me, a calculating grin on his face, “Because it seems to me that you care a lot about our babies, not even harming them. What does that show?”

I roll my eyes. “Jimin, quit it. Your tactics don’t work on me.” 

“Ooh, feisty. I like you, Stiletto,” Jimin says, sidling up to me and putting his arm around my shoulder.

Quick as a wink I take his arm off my shoulder and twist him so we’re now face-to-face. 

“Isn’t it obvious? I like you too Jimin,” I say, staring deep into his eyes. Oh how I love toying with them.

He falters for a millisecond then regains his composure and licks his lips.

“Great, so let’s make a deal-“

“You silly boy,” I push him away much to his dismay, “I already told you, no means no. Now, get out of here before I shoot you all.” I’ve had my fun and it’s time for them to go.

“Look, Stiletto, we don’t mean to cause issues with-“

“Trailing me? Putting cameras up in my own home and office? Attempting to hack my technology? Sending your babies to spy on me? It seems that you have caused issues. While I like to mess with you, I’m done playing.” I’m dead serious as I look them each in the eye.

“Get out of my sight and don’t bother trying to contact me again. I’m done with Bangtan. Oh, and keep in mind that I know more than you think,” I warn.

“Like what?” Namjoon scoffs, not believing me.

“I know that you and the rest of the boys have feelings for each other,” I say casually, noticing their looks of shock, “What, you don’t think I noticed? It’s pretty obvious to me and honestly you’re all perfect for each other anyway.” 

“But…no one knows that…” Jin stammers, showing the first sign of weakness since their arrival.

“Look, I’m not a snitch when it comes to that topic, so I won’t tell anyone, but you best believe I know so much more,” I say, watching them all breathe a small sigh of relief.

“Okay, point made Stiletto. We’ll leave you alone.” Namjoon caves, nodding to the rest of the boys.

“Great, now get out.” I point to the door and they all file out.

Ever since my spy in Bangtan told me that they were planning on meeting with me, I planned on the outcome. 

I knew their deals were usually good at hiding the holes, so I took the liberty of finding out what deal they were going to offer to me. It wasn’t bad from the outside but I knew that in the end it would benefit them more than me. 

I knew they wouldn’t accept my ‘no’ so I planned on them following me. Taehyung and Jungkook coming wasn’t a surprise in the least and I knew that revealing their biggest secret would make them leave me alone. 

I now hold power over the ‘mafia kings.’ 

That makes me be able to control all the groups in my area. 

Perfect. 

Now I can grow my empire and slowly but surely take over and show everyone who their mafia ruler really is.

The mafia queen, Y/n.

a/n: sorry for kinda rushing through this. it’s not perfect but i just love the scenario! anyways, as always, thanks for reading! 🩷🫶🏼

Reading "Death is the only option for the villainess" got me thinking.

So, I do love the dynamic of Chuuya with a s/o who's all cutesy and gentle and everything he thinks he's not. A s/o who needs protection, who always thinks about others, introverted, yada yada yada... You got the point.

But what about a s/o who's a freaking badass? And I'm not referring to working in the mafia and having a position or a cool ability. A civilian s/o who just sends everyone who pisses her off to hell, who isn't afraid to pick a fight and who is not easily intimidated. Who is kind but with boundaries. Who doesn't take any disrespect towards themselves or anyone important to them. Someone who will not beg for respect, affection or love. And Chuuya is absolutely head over heels about them because what do you mean they knocked out Dazai for calling him a short ugly slug? What do you mean they threatened Mori with a fiscal and governmental inspection if he didn't grant Chuuya the promised off days? And was so chill about it "If you don't respect your employee rights, I'll make sure that you will respect them one way or another. Yeah no, I don't give shit that you're the mafia's boss or whatever. The last assassins sent to deal with me are six feet under so I strongly advise you to rethink your response Mori-san." And Mori just complies with it because Elise is fascinated by this person and also can't have Chuuya known about his attempts to kill his lover.

Imagine being dean winchester's (supernatural) daughter and being part of the tokyo manji gang (tokyo revengers)

Imagine being a child of hades and part of toman and goes to camp half-blood .

I see reader being fem, somewhat pale, long black hair that's put up in a pony tail with at least one flower, kind, thoughtful, badass, youngest of hades children, and possibly persephone's favorite. Also sets up dates for Nico and Will. Grew up in the underground because bio mom died, and hades took her in. The first words were Mama while looking straight at persephone.

Powers: shadow travel, raising the dead, and controlling plants (gift from persephone since you call her mom)

Pet: a hellhound who's bigger than a truck, name of pet: I wanna go with eclipse.

For this all of the characters in Tokyo revengers can see through the mist.

Imagine being a biological child of both Magnus Bane and Alec lightwood. It could be from cloning or magic. Being a warlock and shadowhunter hybrid.

Imagine being a shadowhunter in the tokyo revengers universe.

Imagine being part of the McDougall/Falcone family from fugget about it.

What I'm thinking-

Yn would be a perfect mix of the three siblings (Gina, Petey, and Teresa). Aka super hot, smart, and badass. Has Cookie's attitude, and I'm not sure what they'd get from Jimmy.

Plus, imagine how their simps would react to them having a family like that.

What if the marvel universe and house of the dragon/game of thrones universe are connected, and yn, daughter of tony stark Aka ironman, somehow got transported to the past.

You can choose when

Just imagine the stark house reaction to their descendant coming from the future and roasting anyone and everyone (with words) no matter who they are but yet gains a herem.

What if the hotd world is another planet in voltron. Let's say there's another lion of a color that wasn't taken in the show, and the paladin to that lion is a targaryen princess who's kind, caring and is the heart of the family and team. We all know Lance is gonna flirt with her. The targaryen family is probably gonna have some issues with their darling princess going to space and acting as a soldier. The targaryen princess will argue that it's her duty since her family (especially her mom, alicent) is big on duty. Maybe she invites some of her family to come along. How would the team teach her how to use the technology they have? Who would she end up with?

Imagine yn being in the family on the show "malcolm in the middle." The only girl in the family, mostly like Lois, can beat up her brothers easily and built or found a room somewhere in the house that no one but her knows where it is. Her favorite brother in the beginning was Francis, but then Jamie was born and took that. Speaking of which, when she was little, she'd follow Francis around and get into trouble with him, drove Lois even more crazy. Unlike her brothers, she has street smarts. She stands up for brothers when she can, but don't think she won't hit them if they snitch (like the fact she smokes).

I like to think that her grandparents on both sides treat her well. When Lois' parents came over for the first time on the show, they brought her gifts like maybe a family heirloom or something that involves their culture. When Lois' mom got Reese to get married, she brought men to fight over yn, she ain't arguing either, they're hot as hell (these men can be any character you like from any type of show (modern au)), she didn't get married to any of them but they stuck around. When Lois was at that festival thing, yn was there and hated the dress, had to help her mom with the tart, and was totally embarrassed when her mom danced on the tart the old bitchy ladies made.

At the burning man, yn had fun, her simps even came with.

When hal got that huge shredding machine, she put in a dress that was gifted to her by a family member (let's say it was a big puffy ugly pink dress).

Comment if you have any ideas to go with this.

Mikoto suoh (k project)x Winchester reader (supernatural)thought

Imagine when mikoto dies in k project, he gets transferred to the supernatural world with his powers, where he meets yn when she's hunting with her brothers. Mikoto gets to know yn and falls in love with her.

𝐟𝐞𝐳’𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥.

☼ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: fezco x black!fem!reader

☼ 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: violence (you beat a niggas ass), cursing, sexual assault (ass-slapping), nate being a creep/fucking weirdo

☼ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: ihdk what to call this

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭(𝐞𝐝)?: Alright so I was thinking more of like black!reader is Fez's long time girl and everyone knows that and knows not to mess with her because shes just that bitch and shes sitting on Fez's lap at the corner store when Nate pulls up and of course he has t say some slick shit but the reader is just that quick to set him in check but when Fez catches Nate staring at her ass he basically gets his shit rocked😹 - @rainbowluv-writes

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: ---

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Fez's girl isn't one to be messed with.

𝘈/𝘕: Lacks the store component and instead is set at a party, I absolutely loved writing this.

A lot like a siren, you tended to captivate and grab the attention of those around you. Like now, the blue and purple lights of the party bounced off your oiled brown skin, and made you glow. You danced with Maddy’s hand around you and Jules’ hands in yours, making circles with your hands and waist in time with the melody around you.

Eyes followed the dip in your back that your crocheted dress left revealed, to the curvature of your ass as you bent over for Maddy. Too Deep by DVSN played in the back while people looked on at the girls they wanted but couldn’t have in the center of the floor.

Along with you being well-known came a title.

‘Fez’s girl’, ‘The drug dealers queen’, the list went on, but Highland knew you weren’t on the market. It was regretfully learned for some with assortments of items thrown by Ash himself, but most knew it wouldn’t turn out well if you were approached.

Fez was far from a jealous man. He wasn’t typically a fighter, he did when it was needed and lord knows it isn’t pretty, so he’d sit back and let you do the work of turning fools down.

Some would be pushy and handsy, so you’ve broken some bones, so he knew you easily could protect yourself.

Your sight moved from girls near you to Nate Jacobs who took a seat next to your boy on the couch he occupied, eyes moving from trailing Maddy, to slowly moving down you. You were confused since the last time you’d heard about the two in the same sentence, Fez had beat his ass at a New Years party.

“Your girl looks really good tonight, man,” Nate said, leaning back and spreading his legs on the couch.

Fez looked from the boy to you, licking his lips and trying to refrain from rolling his eyes. He knew you looked good. Hell, he bought you that dress and helped you it out for tonight, but the words sounded derogatory coming out of the scum’s mouth.

Out of breath and the arches of your feet burning, you walked to grab something for you and Fez. He didn’t drink, but with the exasperated and angered look she had on his face, he clearly needed something to get him through the rest of the night.

You walked to him, side-eyeing Nate in disdain and confusion as to why he was still there.

You turned your back to him, bending over a little to give Fez the cups in your hands, but stopped your movements completely when you felt someone's hand slap your left with full strength.

“God... it moves like water,” you heard Nate groan.

Spinning around you grabbed his hand before he hit you for a second time and swung your fist straight for his nose. You had your fair share of fights before moving here, and you never thought you’d have to use street fighting knowledge, but niggas like Nate Jacobs just don’t learn.

You didn’t even give him time to raise his arms to cover his face, fists continually raining down on areas of his face, your nails and rings occasionally catching his skin and leaving jagged cuts. You grabbed his hair from the roots and started punching straight for the center of his face, yelling between each heavy hit.

“Touch. Me. Again. You. Fucking. Prick.”

A crowd began moving towards the two of you, appalled a woman below Nate in size and weight class was puttin’ his ass through the dirt.

Fez pulled you off by your waist before you could get more hits in, he let you get in a couple because, why not, but he didn’t want to see his future wife behind bars.

“TOUCH OR EVEN LOOK IN MY DIRECTION YOU PIECE OF SHIT, ILL SHOW YOU WHAT AN ABUSER LOOK LIKE!”

Your group gathered their things and followed Fez with you in his arms to the car, Ash hopping in the driver’s seat, Maddy hopping in the front seat, Rue and Jules shoving themselves into the back. Fez dragged you out of the house over his shoulder, as holding you by your waist nearly let you escape twice on your venture towards the door. You both slid into the running car beside Rue and Jules, Fez turning to block them from your sight.

You were a lot calmer but still seething in silence. You’d wanted to beat his ass for the shit he’s done to Maddy but adding you into the mix was the last of a small ever-thinning straw.

The car was silent as it made it's way back to the store before Maddy started chuckling in the corner. Fez looked at her perplexed because she should’ve been the most upset as he tended to your bloody knuckles.

“Don’t let me ever on your bad side Ms. Rousey.” she said before chuckling, causing the rest of the car to laugh along with her.