Elsie

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Hello! I am an English girl of 19 who you may call Elsie ☺️

I post all things relating to both real and fictional depression era outlaws as well as mafia members and gangsters.

The interest I have in these figures began at quite a young age and has done nothing but grow stronger and fascinate me even through the years. Some of my favourite real life people to research are Homer Van Meter, Charles Floyd, Alvin Karpis, Kray Twins, Fred Barker, Delbert Linaweaver, Charles Luciano, Irving Shapiro and John Dillinger 💞

Some of my favourite video games are Mafia, The Last Of Us, Life Is Strange, Red Dead Redemption, Outlast, Silent Hill, Horizon Zero Dawn, Resident Evil, Metro, God Of War, Lollipop Chainsaw, Alice: Madness Returns and Telltales The Walking Dead.

Some of my favourite musicians are Daniel Lanois, Sons Of The Pioneers, Vera Lynn, Lorne Greene, Gracie Fields, The Ink Spots, Adelaide Hall, Bill Callahan, Henry Hall, Elsie Carlisle, Al Bowlly and Akira Yamaoka.

Paulie Lombardo strikes me as a man who gets super vulnerable and domestic right before he falls asleep when his mind is veiled with the lightness of incoming slumber. His tired and half asleep mind is often the absolute most open and honest state of his mind to encounter.

All Paulie tends to talk about when he is cuddled up in bed with his significant other is how he wants to do one last big take and then get away from it all with you on his arm. All he murmurs about in the darkness of your small bedroom in your shared flat is how he wants to buy the two of you a big house somewhere far away from Lost Heaven - somewhere the two of you can start anew together. Perhaps it is a mere vocalisation of his mind slipping into a coming dream before he has even fallen asleep.

Paulie does not like to talk about things like this when sober or wide awake in my opinion. I think he knows deep down that his line of work does not often ever let people like him walk away from the business and life with such unscathed ease. There are times when he does though. Just like he opened up about it to Tommy; of course he would open up about it to his significant other too. It is not as common as when he is about to fall asleep or under the influence of alcohol is all. The gentle weight of your body cuddling against his own beneath the bed covers and the feeling of your head resting atop his chest is a comfort that puts his mind at total ease. It opens his mind and heart up so wide. You cannot see it with your head on his chest and all but Paulie tends to have the most lovesick and hopeful little smile on his lips when he describes the future he wants for the two of you. He is half asleep and his heavy eyelids are closed over but his lips are curved up in the softest of things.

Paulie knows the exact kind of house that he wants to buy for the two of you and so much more. He envisions it having a big wrap around porch for the two of you to sit out on and watch the stars together. He plans on it having multiple large rooms for either your future children or for whatever hobbies you have. He knows that it will have a massive king sized bed for the two of you to cuddle up in and stretch out in rather than the small double bed in your current Lost Heaven flat. He is adamant on the fact that there will be a local live music club for the two of you to go dancing at and a few expensive clothes stores for him to spoil you in too. Paulie can see it all so clear in his mind and never changes or forgets a single detail when describing it to you. It is the same exact house each time.

Here are some close up captures of Ruggero that I took in this chapter too ☺️ I love his character so much.

So much of my mind has me convinced that Ruggero Spadaro would call his significant other his “piccola colomba” as a pet name 🥺 he uses it ten times more than usual when he knows that you are a bit upset with him too; whether it be because Ruggero returned home later than he said he would or because he did something that you do not at all agree with. He will use this pet name so much when you are giving him the cold shoulder and the silent treatment for whatever it is that he has done this time.

Ruggero is not at all a total sap in my opinion though. There is no doubt that he loves his significant other more than words can even explain but he is not the kind of man to get down on his knees and beg for forgiveness is all. He is much more the kind of man who butters you up and manages to slither his way back into your good books by peppering soft kisses across your shoulder and along the sensitive nape of your neck while you have your back turned to him. Ruggero murmurs quiet apologies against your warm skin with each lingering kiss and he has to bite back a satisfied smirk when he feels your tense shoulders loosening beneath his touch. He knows how to work his way around you and break your stubborn walls down into smithereens. Not to mention gift giving 😶 Ruggero is someone who views gift giving and kind of intense affection as making things up to you. He will arrive home later than what he told you but at least he bought you that glamorous necklace you pointed out to him a few days back. He will know that you are aware of something awful he instructed at the mines but he will take you out to an expensive dinner to forget all about that knowledge.

Perhaps this is quite a massive flaw within him though because Ruggero is never truly sorry for his actions or his instructed actions against other people. The only thing he is actually sorry for is upsetting you because that is something that actually affects him. Nothing else and no one else matters to him in the way that you do. Ruggero tries rather hard to keep his line of work and business far away from you most of the time anyways though. His pet name for you is “piccola colomba” which means “little dove” and doves represent peace and innocence as well as purity among many other things that he knows both he and his line of work are not in the slightest. Ruggero views his significant other as his own little dove and does not ever wish to see your metaphorical white feathers stained with crimson blood and dirt. He will keep things as far away from you as he can - even if for kind of selfish and knowing reasons.

Is it bad of me to think that Tommy Angelo would be quite into and turned on by oral finger activities with his partner? Something about him makes me think such is the case is all.

I feel like Tommy did not even know that it did something for him before you and him got together. It was not something that had ever even crossed his mind until you made it do so.

The awakening within him happens late one evening after he has taken you out for dinner to a local safe club that features live music and expensive food in a room with dim lighting and thick air that holds the lingering scent of French perfumes and cigarette smoke. Both of you have had a few drinks with your respective meals. Tommy had two rather small and light drinks because of course, he knows he has to stay sober in order to drive the two of you home safe and sound. You, on the other hand, have had quite a few more drinks than a mere two small ones. You are wine drunk is all.

It is when the wine starts making you let out loud, slurred laughs at the simplest of small things that Tommy knows it is definitely time to get you home. He all but carries you out of the club with a soft, loving smile on his face as he settles you down into the passenger seat of his car. Under five minutes into the familiar drive back home, you reach over and grab one of his hands, pulling it away from the steering wheel. At first, Tommy reacts with nothing more than a curious raise of his eyebrow and a quick glance thrown over at you; he knows that he can drive as normal with one hand fine enough. He assumes that you want to hold his hand is all, which is more than fine by him. You do tend to be a lovey dovey kind of drunk most of the time after all.

It is only when, literal seconds later, he feels a sudden warm wetness around his fingers and the unmistakable feeling of a slick tongue gliding across his calloused finger pads that he swerves by a small amount on the desolate road in genuine surprise. “Jesus, sweetheart, what’re you doin’?” Tommy questions lowly. His voice is notably heavy and breathy with unfamiliar confusion, surprise and a newfound sense of growing lust that prickles beneath his skin, as if demanding to be acknowledged. The vibrating feeling of you responding to him with a simple muffled laugh and a quiet hum around his fingers makes him swallow thickly, his adams apple bobbing in his throat and his eyes darkening beneath the light of passing street lamps. For the rest of the short drive home, his mouth is dry and his pants feel tighter with blatant arousal. Yet he never once even goes to pull his hand back from your mouth. The feelings and sensations of his two calloused fingers being held in your warm mouth is so new and overwhelming for him. It is almost akin to a kind of torture - albeit a form of torture that he has come to be a more than willing receiver of. It is almost addictive to him.

Cannot stop thinking about how dad! Paulie Lombardo would be the kind of father who tries to teach his little girl how to do such foolish things without hurting herself and then goes on to hurt himself in the said process 😭 like the time when his daughter was teaching herself how to shoot little rubber bands at a wall from her fingers and Paulie had taken the rubber band from her to show her how to do it in fear of her hurting herself. He managed to somehow fling the rubber band backwards and right into his own eye within literal seconds of positioning it around his fingers.

It is never ever your daughter that you have to fear hurting herself. It is in fact Paulie. You have to fear your husband hurting himself whilst attempting to teach your daughter how to do something so random and so unserious. He always tries to play it off so well and unbothered too but that rubber band incident had his eye drooped by a small amount and stinging for the rest of the day - which of course did not go unnoticed by Tommy nor Sam who were both quite quick to poke a bit of fun at him as he grumbled to himself and held back on explaining how it even happened.

I do not know if this is an intended trait or if it is a simple trick of the light kind of thing but I am choosing to believe that these are in fact a few pitted acne scars 🥺 it got me thinking about if his partner is someone who deals with acne or someone who has their own acne scars. I deal with occasional acne breakout myself and I think Paulie would be so sweet with a romantic partner who has acne or even if it is wife! reader who begins to experience acne breakouts due to being pregnant, which is a common occurrence for pregnant women.

I think Paulie would have quite a soft spot for being kissed on his scarred cheeks too. It softens him up and flusters him far more than he would ever like to admit 😶 all of this is solely nothing more than a personal headcanon but I can view him as having been extremely insecure and embarrassed about his acne as a teenager. So when he has a partner who sees his leftover acne scars and does nothing but love them and kiss them all over with no disgust at all, it heals something so deep down inside of him that he thought he had long since buried and forgotten about as a whole.

Yet another random headcanon but dad! Charles Luciano and wife! reader have a little girl who goes through a rather intense phase in her toddlerhood where she can only fall asleep when she is in a moving car. This odd phase lasts for around three weeks and is an unrelenting force for that time.

Neither you nor Charles could figure out what was wrong with her when it first began. The first night it began, neither of you knew why on earth she was fussing so much and sobbing up a storm as he and wife! reader attempted to put her down to sleep. For an hour, both you and Charles rocked her in your arms, offered her food, sang lullabies to her and even put the radio on to a low, comforting volume. Nothing worked in the slightest. When it reached the hour mark of her relentless crying into the dark night, Charles let his parental paranoia win and decided that it was time to drive her to a local private doctor that he knew was secure and safe. He was worried that she was ill or had even hurt herself somehow.

When the two of you carried her out to the car, Charles kept her held on his lap against his warm chest while he settled into the drivers seat. The moment the engine began to rumble and the car began to move in gentle motions as he pulled away from your home, her cries began to quieten within literal seconds. All of a sudden, with the car rolling down the desolate roads, her heartbreaking sobs devolved into simple sniffles and the occasional hiccup. You and Charles shared a bewildered look at her sudden calmness. Believing her to have found a simple sense of comfort, Charles had pulled the car over to the side of the curb to check her over and perform a u-turn to drive back home. This was quite the mistake because as soon as the car idled, her eyes widened and filled with massive tears again. She began wailing at the stillness. It was at this moment that the pieces clicked together for you.

While Charles was frantically stroking the wetness from her flushed cheeks, murmuring desperate words of comfort to her and bouncing his legs, you reached over to grasp the back of his free hand with a hopeful smile. “Start the car and drive, Charlie. Drive around the block.” You said. His face was riddled with visible confusion but he was far too exhausted and worried to think about it. He started the car again and exactly as you had expected; her tears came to a slow as he pulled away from the curb. “She… she stopped. She stopped crying again, anima mia.” Charles whispered over to you in disbelief, throwing you a baffled glance and tightening his arm around her whilst guiding the steering wheel with the other. Looking between her and the empty roads, you could almost see the puzzle being completed in his head as he reached your same conclusion. Her red eyes drooping from the heavy hum of the engine and the sway of the car was all the proof you needed. “The car calms her, Charlie.” You confirmed with tired relief.

After that night, it became a regular, honoured routine almost every single night for you and Charles to have to take her on hour long night time rides in the car for her to fall asleep for three weeks straight. Nothing else worked better at all.

Is it a bad opinion or headcanon to say that I think dad! Sam Trapani would be kind of a complicated father? Perhaps this is beyond foolish but I have thought this for a while now 😶

With the known lore of his father Luca passing when he was a mere child - though old enough to remember his father, even if in small, fleeting glimpses - I think he would be afraid of letting his child get too “attached” to him, so to speak. Sam is not a stupid man for the most part. He knows exactly what kind of life he lives and he knows what risks it brings with a near constant threat on his life - which could be snuffed out at really about any unexpected moment. He knows that people in his line of work do not often get to live out long lives. He does not want his child to experience the same kind of loss that he did. He thinks that if his child does not attach themselves to him and view him as their loving father, his loss will not be hard on them and they will grow up without any complications, they will not have to bear the same burdens as he did. In a strange sense, he believes that not outwardly showing them love and affection is in fact the biggest form of love and care that someone like him can offer to them.

So if he were to have a child… I think that he would come to remember so much about the past fate of his own father. All of a sudden, his own childhood memories of losing his father and the feelings it brought him would rush back to him like an overpowering tidal wave. All of the things that he had tried to forget and block out would be pushed to the very forefront of his mind, refusing to budge like a stubborn stain.

Instead of going a much better way about handling this, Sam at first takes it as a glaring sign to disallow his child to become attached to him. Or at least, he tries to. Sam is not a cold hearted man and eventually, after so much opening up and vulnerable explaining to wife! reader at the quiet dead of night, he would come to realise that if anything, it should be a sign to treasure every single split second that he has with both his wife and child.

One simple headcanon that I have within my dad au for Mafia is that dad! Paulie Lombardo purchases almost any purple clothes and accessories that he ever finds for his little girl.

Paulie loves matching with her 🥺 he adores wearing his purple suit and tie while she wears her purple dress and bows in her hair. With how often Paulie wears the same purple suit in the game, no one can ever tell me it is not his absolute favourite suit - same with the amount of purple ties he wears. His favourite colour is purple and that opinion comes to be very much shared by his daughter too.

It is not at all an uncommon occurrence for Paulie to arrive home in the evening after attending some business with Salieri with a few boutique bags held in his hands. He will walk right up to wife! reader with a knowing but proud grin on his face and start pulling all new purple coloured clothes and accessories for their daughter out of the bags, gesturing back and forth between each newly revealed item and his own pristine suit with his free hand. “I had to get it for her, doll. The pattern matches my tie!” He defends with the most genuine excitement, holding a dollish purple dress up to his silk tie to prove the close pattern match when wife! reader softly tells him that their daughter already has both a large closet and a chest of drawers that are each overflowing with clothes that she will soon come to outgrow.

Due to how frequent it is for her to see him wearing purple, the colour itself becomes a massive comfort for her. If you are familiar with those videos of fathers shaving their beards and their babies or toddlers hating it, the same sort of thing happens between Paulie and his little girl when he decides to wear a suit that is not purple for once. She does not like it at all and that man is not her father 😭 her father wears purple; bring her purple clad father back.

Paulie also keeps one of her many purple ribbons - which are used for making bows in her hair - in the inner breast pocket of his suit blazer at all times as a good luck charm and because it reminds him of her. She had toddled up to him and pushed it into his calloused palm right before he was due to head out and handle some business alongside Sam. He had pocketed the small ribbon and kissed her on the head before leaving. The supposed business turned out to be a relentless shootout in which he miraculously avoided getting shot multiple times by mere impossible inches. He has not taken the ribbon out of his pocket ever since. It reminds him of what he has to fight for and of who he has to stay alive for.

Another random little mini dad au ramble here but dad! Paulie Lombardo is the kind of father who is very easily manipulated by his little girl 😭 one glance at her wide, pleading doe eyes and her pouted, trembling lower lip has his resolve crumbling into a million pieces and giving in to any want that she has. He does not have a backbone whatsoever when it comes to his piccolo pulcino. Paulie is an intense gift giver when it comes to both wife! reader and their daughter. It makes him feel like such a proven provider - even though you tell him so often that his love and care is more than enough and that material things are not a constant need.

Paulie does not even know that the word “no” exists when it comes down to his little girl. She erases that word from his mind without even truly intending to.

Not to mention the few times that his daughter starts to use the dramatic water works tactic because Paulie does not say “yes” fast enough for her liking 😶 it makes him feel so awful and he will dive into a panic ramble about how he will get her whatever she wants so long as she does not cry. Her little bedroom would be spilling over with so many different expensive toys because of his total inability to tell her no. Whenever wife! reader and Paulie go shopping with their daughter in tow, any simple necessities trip will very quickly turn into a spoiling trip and end in Paulie having his arms full of different bags that are overflowing with new toys and clothes.

His disuse of the word no does not only occur when it comes to him purchasing material things for her though. It still stands true in more simple ways like when his piccolo pulcino toddles up to him at home with colourful ribbons held in her chubby hands and climbs up into his lap from his suit trouser leg to begin decorating his pristine tie and suit blazer with an abundance of messy bows. Even if he has a meeting to attend with Salieri himself and the other men within the hour, Paulie is not about to push his little girl away and tell her no when all she wants to do is “make papa pretty.” He will show up to that meeting with loose bows hanging from all over his clothes without a care in the world and brag all about how his piccolo pulcino has a “real eye for decoration and fashion” and how she will be a “big shot fashion designer” in the future.

Random ramble but dad! Damiano Bastoni would absolutely be the kind of father who swears up and down to his brother that he has not gone soft in the slightest and has not even changed at all since becoming a father all while he has his little girl perched up on his shoulders as she pulls at his immaculately styled hair and reaches around to gently smack at his scarred cheek 🥺 at this point, Corrado would not even be looking at Damiano as he attempts to defend his stubborn honour of being a stone cold enforcer of Spadaro. Instead, Corrado would be looking right up at his niece with the blankest but most knowing of expressions on his face and the tiniest of smirks finding his lips. He would be so unimpressed and unfazed 😭 Corrado knows fine well that while Damiano might not have become a complete softie since becoming a father, he most certainly is a total softie for his daughter; whether he fully accepts it or not.

And outside of how he acts with wife! reader and their little girl, Damiano truly is not soft in the slightest 😶 in fact, ever since getting married and then having a child who relies on him as a father and a protective figure, he has only become even more aggressive and intense when working for Spadaro. He is only a massive softie for his wife and child.

“I am not going soft.” Damiano spits lowly at his brother through gritted teeth, his eyes steely and dark with stubbornness. Then his little angel toddles up to the two of them with a colourful flower in her hand, stops right by his leg and lifts her arm up to show him with the most adorable smile and immediately, his simmering irritation and stubbornness vanishes. His eyes soften and lighten at the mere sight of her. “Very pretty flower, principessa.” He says as he crouches down to take the flower from her and pushes it behind her ear to rest in her dark hair, completely forgetting that his brother is standing right next to him and is watching this whole ordeal happen in real time. Because the second his little girl steps into his space and wants his attention, everyone else becomes irrelevant and invisible to him.

MAFIA: THE OLD COUNTRY DLC?! WHAT?!