#thomas angelo

Asking again if anyone will indulge me in my crazy Sam/Paulie roleplay shenanigans. I'd love to write for Paulie if possible <3

My discord is kazikuns, if you're interested send me a friend request there!

Plotwise, I've been thinking about some silly au's, but if you're looking for something more serious....I'd love to try something where Paulie takes care of Sam after Sam gets shot and proving just what he'd do for Sam to make sure he's ok. Maybe it awakens something possessive in Sam, where once he heals, he never lets Paulie out of his sight, never lets another woman flirt with Paulie, keeps him from going to the Blue Tropics ever again. hell, he doesn't even want Tommy looking Paulie's way for too long.

I love these two a lot and never thought to explore a more unhealthy, dark sort of romance between them and I'd love to give it a try!

Maybe we can have them enabling each other, like Paulie manages to persuade Sam to join in on the bank heist and Sam encourages Paulie to just get rid of Salieri and then they can be their own crime family without the threat of getting taken out just for wanting to leave.

and Tommy's in the middle just glad that his friends are happy together. He's very supportive of their messed up romance.

Anyway yeah! If this sounds fun, let me know and we can write together and deepen the plot to add more interesting things!

,,You can't do it, can you? Always that little voice in the back of your head..."

Sam Trapani | Mafia Definitive Edition

P.S i somehow just recently learnt that tommy’s voice actor was born in melbourne australia so y’know what? as somebody who’s from melbourne australia too, IT’S TIME TO GO TOMMY HUNTING. i’m ready to put on my vito outfit and find him 😾🚗 mr. salieri sends his regards... (JK JK love ya andrew bongiorno! 🙌)

I wanted to ask yall if I should build up on it, if anyone would be interested in reading this?

Any kind of Feedback is welcomed.

(it's not beta read or anything. It's just a snippet.)

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It was Thursday afternoon and the Salieri family was lucky enough to be able to have one of their rare late lunches. It wasn't that the lunch itself was rare, but they didn't have the chance to sit down together often. It was risky, after all.

The food was good, and the talk calm. It was truly a lovely time to have.

A boy ran into the restaurant, his face beaming and eyes huge. "Papa! Papa! Today I met Mr Angel! I finally met Mr Angel!"

The boy called out, laughing and clapping his hands. His words slurred a bit but they were still easy to understand. His father hummed nonchalantly, smiling softly. He didn't worry about his sons words, child imagination could do wonders, after all.

He scooped the boy up into his lap with ease. "Oh really?" he chuckled under his breath, looking at Sam across the table who had similar unserious glint in his eyes.

The boy nodded and stole a cucumber from his father's plate. "Yes. Others told me about him but I've never met him before."

Sam put a glass with water in front of him, raising his eyebrows. "Were able to see him before he flew away?" he joked lightly.

"Uh-huh. A group of mean guys kicked down the door and started screaming. They had guns and-" Salieri quickly raised his head, alarmed, just like everyone else at the table. "What?!"

"But Charle called out for Mr Angel and he kicked their buts! He didn't have any gun just ran in and saved us! He's so cool!" the child giggled, unaware of the danger.

Vincenzo cleared his throat, leaning on his elbows to lean closer to the kid. "Did he have a suit on him?"

"Nope." the child replied, popping the P. "He didn't look like you at all! He had a long coat on him, but it was torn up and dirty. He looked cold. Can angels get cold, papa?"

The father pet his sons hair, looking stunned. "I'm not sure, sweetheart, but I think I'm going to ask Mr Angel himself..."

The kid turned and looked him in the eyes, shaking his head. "I don't think you can talk to him. The others said that he's shy. He helped them every time they needed but he always told them not to tell their parents."

"Is that so?" Frank asked, keeping his voice calm and leveled. "How exactly did he help them?"

"Oh! One time Bobby's parents kept arguing all the time about money and his father wasn't home because he had to go to work. But Bobby met Mr Angel on the square and told him that and Mr Angel took a small bag from his bag and gave it to him, he told him to not open it and leave it below his mother's pillow. A day after, they were so happy! They even took him out to family dinner! It must have been magic!" the kid explained, the respect to the 'Mr Angel' in his voice was unmistakable.

The adults at the table looked at each other. Then Salieri spoke. "Kiddo, do you perhaps know. If Mr Angel is his real name?"

"No. But all of the kids call him that."

Tommy Angelo | Mafia: Definitive Edition