“goddamnit, joe.”

streets and sodium lights. the sky, the world. you’re still alive.

[mobguys]

mirova + 20 / gmt-5 . she/any.

ao3 . carrd . my tag

[mobguys]

[spoilers?] replaying mafia 2 for the 1628637 time and (despite not being at this particular part yet) i keep thinking about vito getting stuck with henry’s car after his death. (and “stuck” as in like.. a scar that’s permanently etched itself to your body.) vito just.. having nowhere to put it.

he doesn’t ride it. i don’t think he can bring himself to even sit in it, honestly. there’s just a lot of snapshots of him, in his garage or street or dingy back alley parking lot or whatever, staring at it with just this . Overwhelming dread trickling down his spine. it isn’t even really henry’s car. it’s one of the “company owned” vehicles that he just happened to preoccupy for awhile, and then it ended up in vito’s garage after he drove it so many times. but it’s still Henry’s, also. it’s still henry’s because him and vito would sit in it, talking business, smack, what have you. late nights, early mornings, to gas stations and bars and church, one time.

and it makes him sick because oh my God. my friend. My friend who was Just Here is suddenly just a fucking body in the ground somewhere. he was real and breathing and he used to nag about which station to switch to and-

..—maybe even in mafia 3 he would somehow get the car transported to new bordeaux. again, he knows it’s not Really henry’s car. it’s listed under some other dead guy’s name and it probably doesn’t even work properly anymore. but he stows it away somewhere safe. puts a chair near it, pours a glass out and leaves it atop the hood. i don’t know. i’ve just been plagued with the idea of vito keeping henry’s car even after his death, and him repeatedly returning to it because it’s the last tangible semblance of henry he can really have.

[dannyburke]

lincoln clay you will always be famous

[mobguys]

rip sam trapani you would’ve LOVED skin care routines…

[beachf4gz]

stupid but giggled

[mobguys]

they’re talking shit abt you…

[prima02]

chill

[mobguys]

ok. finished writing a little sam blurb and to add onto it i would just like to say… i am one of the hapless few who can’t get over sam’s egocentrism. something so very fun about remembering that while yes, sam’s not intrinsically evil, he’s still not… y’know. good. and maybe it’s just cause i like giving sam that Itch for greatness but . i don’t know. in my heart i know he holds so much love inside himself but Realistically… … … 💧 my guy’s equally an over-thinker as paulie is. though i think the difference between them is that paulie talks shit out (drunk or otherwise) and sam just.. bottles everything up. he’s a brick wall. a very goal-oriented, ethically self-demoralizing brick wall.

[mobguys]

locking in… everyone be ready…

[chacha-tortuga]

miss oranje disco dancer

[aca-sonia]

[julie-beararts]

Harry dreaming ab his gay disco lover 😛

[mobguys]

i think… the unfortunate thing about sam is that he isn’t flexible, emotionally. his trials come from the fact that his entire complex remains engrained in loyalty. he needs 100% of it or else he’s just like, hey, i know i’ve known you practically my entire life but unfortunately, i need to put two bullets in you now! —and it isn’t even out of any targeted malice (at least not intentionally) because sam, hand to heart, loves So deeply. he entrusts parts of himself in you when you enter his life. he expects you to be in-sync with him, to walk each of his steps in tandem. but the moment - the Second he learns you’ve wronged him he just.. can’t let it go. the family is his life, his blood, him. i think for sam, when he talks about any increment of the family with you, he expects you to keep it to your chest, to your grave. so when, for example, michelle started gossiping to the other girls - it was easy for him to cut her out of his life. it showed him that, maybe, his love (platonic or otherwise) wasn’t truly reciprocated. he’d given the deepest part of himself - as small as the information may have been - and she ran with it.

sam’s such a fun antagonist because, realistically speaking, he was never in the wrong. he felt (as any of us would’ve) betrayed. he felt wronged and acted accordingly— and while killing probably wasn’t the sanest option, he did what was necessary to keep the family, and himself, secure. true, he would’ve gotten leverage for picking off traitors, but… it’s almost sad. that he’s so entrenched in this lifestyle that meaningful friendships go into the gutters because above all else, it’s him. him, his title, his family’s legacy, him. all he knows is loyalty and it’s put him six feet under.