#yandere sam trapani

[dontbesoweirdkira]

Imagine coming home from a long day of running errands to see ¡yandere! Sam Trapani beating one of your admirers to a bloody pulp on your front door step.

Warnings: Gore, violence, mentions of stalking, obsession, forced relationship

A/N: I drew this at the depths of night when I couldn’t sleep. I haven’t seen really any yandere mafia stuff soooo…… here you go!! Art + headcannon…you may now feast.

Requests: open 24/7

Bonus pt.2

(I mention that the admirer is young, I mean like Sam is 40 so the other guys is late 20’s to early thirties. Sam is just getting insecure about his age)

Sam had been stalking and slowly trying to court you for about a year and he’s getting closer to his goal of finally making you his; but this new guy that just moved in next door is just fucking it alll up.

It first started with the guy going over to your house to introduce himself and harmlessly wanting to be a friendly neighbor. Then quickly become bolder and bolder with his flirtations, much to Sam’s dismay! Could you believe that THE Sam Trapani is extremely jealous of this guy?? Probably 10 years younger and quite handsome, That boy is a serious threat.

You laugh louder at his jokes than you do at sam’s, your clothes are getting much more revealing and the way you prance your little ass over to him anytime he calls your name was seriously eating at him and he’s at his wits end of it. Sam knows he’s getting older but is his charm really that stale now?

Even when Sam is having a full conversation with with you this little shit will come around and inject himself into the whole interaction. Sam even started going grocery shopping on your schedule just to be able to have some alone time with you and yet again this man appears out of the wood works. Every. Single. Time.

(Okay that’s a little dramatic but the point still stands…Sammy cannot keep up with him. He’s finally met his match and he’s so whiny about ittt)

The other guys noticed this and found it extremely hilarious, Trapani wasn’t the hot shit of the town anymore and there was someone younger and more good looking ready to take his place and his girl. They poked fun and joked how Sam was now officially an old geezer and that a young damsel like yourself wouldn’t want anything to do with him. They fed into his insecurities and made everything just ten times worse. Of course they meant no harm, Sam usually wouldn’t be hung up on a girl for too long and plus he still had pretty much every other woman of Lost Haven in his hands so what what the big deal? Why were you so damn special anyways?

“Look Sam,” paulie breathed in between laughs. “Y/N is admittedly very gorgeous but just leave it alone at this point. She’s very obviously more into him than you. What about that broad down at the Corleone…what was her name??”

“Michelle..” Sam gritted in a low venomous tone

“Right, Michelle! Maaaaybeee…you can get her out of that hell hole and I’m sure once she cleans up nicely she’ll be…something of a wife” Paulie erupted into laughter once again after finishing that sentence, barely able to hold back the tears that accompanied it.

Sam already decided enough was enough and there was no point in trying to play this whole love game thing fairly. Going down to your house and giving it to you straight was the only way he could think of doing this. He wanted your love story to feel organic and for your admiration for him to slowly bloom but you’re obviously not getting it. You don’t understand that Sam is the only possible match for you.

So much time stalking, analyzing and carefully articulating every move he made with you isn’t about be washed down the drain just because some bright eyed sucker wants to fuck you. No…it’s okay though. You’re just slightly misguided by all the butterflies and fluff but soon he’ll lead you right back to where you need to be.

As his car approached your door, he noticed a fellow holding a huge bouquet of flowers and a wrapped gift in his hand ready to knock on your door. Obviously Sam’s time was running out far sooner than he had previously expected at that moment something inside of him snapped.

Without thinking any further he got out of his sleek black car and opened the trunk, out of it he grabbed a bat and started towards the young man.

”Oh hey Sam! I’ve been knocking on y/n’s door for quite some time now. Do you know where sh-“ before the young man could even finish his next sentence the bat connected with his head and continued to do so as Sam kept striking him over and over..

Nothing was said out of Sam’s mouth as he beat him to a pulp…actually nothing could be heard throughout the entire neighborhood outside of the thwacking of the bat and the cries that escaped the admirer’s lips, pleading for him to stop. Everyone in the neighborhood silently watch from a distance, they all knew of Sam’s affiliation and no one wanted to be next on Salierie’s list. Even the birds decided to stop chirping in fear they too would meet the same fate as the fellow

This continued on for another couple minutes before a blood curdling scream broke Sam’s attack.

“Sam?!? What the hell are you doing to him????”

Hearing your familiar voice, Sam swiftly stood up to face you, hurriedly trying to explain what happened.

“Look…y/n calm down, this is just a simple miss understanding…”

He flashed a brisk smile and steadily started walking towards you

“Just come with me and we can speak about this over dinner, huh? You’d like that?”

Shaking your head and carefully backing away from the deranged man, you cried out

“No…n-no…no Sam….” A breath passed “Y-you gangsters are all the same…you hurt people without cause, just look at what you did to him! He was a good man!”

Sam for a moment, stopped walking and looked back at the bloody scene he had just created before looking back at you.

“Oh sweetheart…”

He began walking towards you again, this time faster so he could catch your arm.

“…trust me when I say, this isn’t the worst i could’ve done to em’. ”

Pulling you in close to his chest, he moved slightly to the side of your face and lowered his lips to your ear before speaking again,

“I’ve got something to make it up to you, doll face.” Looking down at his bloody and bruised hands, he held a perfectly intact rose…

[yandere-multiverse]

Yandere! Paulie and Yandere! Tommy battling over who gets to take Sammy and it kinda turns violent????

Kukuku >:)

Ship: Y!Tommy/Y!Paulie/Sam

Characters: Sam, Paulie, Tommy

Warnings: blood, cursing, threats and manipulation, abuse, possessive behavior

Sam gazed helplessly at his two friends who were shooting daggers at each other over the long table at Salieri’s and bit back a sigh. A few months ago, he was approached by both of them confessing their feelings for him, and Sam was overjoyed, since he loved them both, but wary at the same time, since he had been hurt in the past before and knew how fiercely and violently possessive both could be.

Paulie was gazing at Sam with a lovestruck gaze before a cough from Tom snapped his attention away and he scowled at his other partner. “Can I help you, Tommy? You’ve been staring for a while now.” he snipped as Tommy rolled his eyes. “Because you’re acting like a complete child, Paulie. Use your words like a grownup” he replied snidely as Paulie clenched his fist in his lap.

Before, Tommy would’ve stepped back and conceded defeat, but now he had a backbone and planned on using it. When Salieri walked in with Frank, both men closed their mouth and resumed glaring at each other. After the meeting, Tommy was out back smoking when he felt a fist connect with his cheek and he nearly toppled sideways onto the pavement.

He growled as he looked into the smug face of Paulie and saw Sam standing a few feet away, wringing his hands in concern as his two best friends fought. Still on the ground, Tommy grabbed Paulie’s ankle and yanked as hard as he could, cheek slowly starting to bruise, and smirked when Paulie came crashing down. “Look how the mighty have fallen.” he mocked as Paulie blinked away the disorientation and lunged at Tommy, who started to fight back just as fiercely.

“Nghh… Sam’s mine, Tom. I’ve known him longer.” Paulie hissed as he laid a few kicks and punches on the body below him. “You might’ve known him longer, but I’ve seen how you treat them girls at the cathouse and Sam doesn’t deserve any of that.” Tom grunted as he flipped them over and while Paulie was dazed, Tommy broke a beer bottle and pointed the jagged edge in Paulie’s direction, eyes taking on an unhealthy gleam as blood trickled from his nose and mouth.

“Ohoho that’s fucking rich coming from you. You’re no better than me, putting on a show of concern, even though it’s nothing but lies. I know that look Tommy, cause I have the exact same look when I look at Sam.” Paulie conceded as his voice trailed off and Tommy dropped the bottle before cupping Paulie’s cheek and stroked over his bruised cheekbone.

“That’s right. We… we can’t keep fighting like this Paulie. We can’t let Sam leave us, you know that.” he crooned in Paulie’s ear softly as the other man nodded. “R-right. In the end, it’s all about…” he trails off and both sets of eyes turned to their friend, who was watching the scene silently and smoking a cigarette with his arms crossed. Paulie let out a noise of discomfort and Tommy leaned down to press a kiss to his lips before climbing off and standing up, holding out a hand to help his friend up, who staggered slightly.

“Y-your punches have gotten a lot better but there’s still some polishing you can do.” Paulie remarked as they made their way to their boyfriend and both pressed a kiss to Sam’s reddened cheeks before taking off for the day

[paulie-lombardos-boy-toy]

continuing what i said with the last ask, Yandere!Paulie being so drunk in his obsession with Sam it starts to physically show. extremely flushed face, blown pupils, Paulie literally swaying on his feet seeing Sam, thin sheet of sweat covering his face/neck/chest and Sam SWEARS Paulie is actually drunk but… theres no liquor on his breath and his words arent exactly slurred but… Sam still knows something is wrong.

Sam walking up to Paulie and noticing how laboured his breathing becomes and Sam steps back, thinking he’s intimidating Paulie when in reality Paulie catching a whiff of Sam’s cologne is making this “drunk” episode of his worse. Paulie finds comfort in Sam’s scent but it doesnt mean it doesnt make him completely fucking feral.

Even in meetings with Salieri, Paulie is looking at Sam with pure “love” and Sam, every once in a while, will throw Paulie a VERY worried look and everytime Sam meets his eyes Paulie swears hes gonna cum in his pants. Hes not paying attention to shit Salieri is saying but hes damn sure thinking about how great it would be to torture someone who dare to get between him and Sam and having Sam watch to show him JUST how much Paulie loves him

Yo. I am legit stunned speechless holy fuck anon…. Just…yes. All of it. The laboured breathing, the drunk episodes. It’s just like in Yandere Simulator where Ayano gets all giggly around her senpai

[naomana]

“You’re so irresistible when you scream and squirm like this.” Tommy/Sam. thanks.

Full prompt list here

“You’re so irresistible when you scream and squirm like this.” Tom/Sam

This one is bit dark. Sam isn't right in head, I'd even say he's Yandere in this one

TW: non-con, violence.

Usually when bad things happen, the weather is gloomy and fitting the atmosphere. But that was not the case that day. Broad daylight, warm sunny day. Nobody would even know how many lives were thrown into desparation that day, one of them his own friend he cherished so much.

Sam was stood by the phonebooth, smoking his cigarette. He was at perfect viewpoint. Seeing Tommy entering Paulie's place, finding him dead. He saw it all so clearly, he could even see the shocked face, turning into saddness, then into desperation in search for money. The same money Sam had on him. And it hurt him, he just clenched his teeth and finished his cigarette, picking up the phone to ring Paulie's number, knowing damn well Tommy will be the one to answer it.

"Paulie?" Just saying that name hurt him; pretending he didn't know.. he wasn't the one to put two bullets in his head, was fucking hurting him.

"Sam? It's Tom." He sounded surprised to hear him. Of course.

"Where's Paulie?" Sam was looking into the window, seeing Tom staring right at Paulie's dead body.

"He's..he's dead. Staring right at him." There was deep sadness heard in Tommy's words. And it just made everything so much worse.

"Wha-? Shit. I was calling to warn him." He closed his eyes, tighten the grip on the earpiece. "Salieri knows about the bank job." He added before Tommy could ask any questions.

"You're in deep shit Tom. You need to leave." You need to leave before I come back upstairs and put two bullets in your skull as well.

"Y-yeah. I just need some money to get the girls out of town. Can you help?"

"Yeah. Just stay where you are, I'll be there in a minute.." He gave him no chance of disagreeing and hang up, grabbing the bag and heading back upstairs. He will be hated regardless of what he does, might as well do what he always wanted to do. Just turn off your feelings and follow orders, do something for yourself in process.

He had his gun ready, knowing he will need it very soon. Slowly making his way to Paulie's place. The door was slightly opened, allowing him to walk inside without any issues. His eyes landed on Tommy, sitting on Paulie's bed with his gun pointing at the door.

"Hey, it's just me." Sam said and put his gun away, for the time being. Tommy's shoulder's dropped and he slowly put his gun next to him, looking all pitiful. The bed you make is the one you lay in. He shouldn't really feel bad about betraying them, since they did it first. They had everything at Salieri's, but they were too greedy.

"This should be enough, yeah?" Sam put down the money, waiting for Tommy to have a look. Once Tommy walked to him to look, he started realising a lot of things not adding up. Money Sam presented to him was just the confirmation. But it was too late. Sam snatched his gun and punched him in the face with it, knocking him out. Looking at his unconscious body, before dragging him to the bed, tying him up. It was wrong, what he was about to do was wrong. But wasn't the whole situation just wrong?

Loosening his tie, pulling it off so he could tie it around his eyes, stripping him of ability to look, just feel. Didn't take long and Tommy sgtarted waking up, panic taking over his body. What happened? Was he still alive? Where was he? Why could he not see anything?

"S-Sam?" He tried, not sure if he just dreamt everything or not. He should probably call for his wife first, but considering the last thing he remembered was Sam, that didn't seem like smart choice.

"Shh Tommy." He caressed his cheek, sliding his fingers on his neck, unbuttoning his shirt to touch his collarbone.

"You killed Paulie." He tried to move away from his touch but Sam just pulled him back by his hair, letting his deepest desires taking over his rational thinking.

"I had to Tommy. You two really fucked up." His fingers found it's way under his shirt, touching his chest, feeling the muscles tremble under his touch.

"W-What are you doing? Sam?" Tommy kept turning his head around, trying to hear something. Anything.

"Shh. I will make you feel good Tommy." Sam leaned closer to kiss him, receiving harsh bite from the second man, making his whole approach change.

"You want it to hurt Tommy? I can make that happen!" Slapping him across his cheek, making Tommy yelp in surprise. Seeing nothing but darkness, he had no idea where from and when will next attack come, making it difficult to prepare for it or trying to avoiding it.

Sam slapped him again, before pushing him on his tied up hands behind his back, making him whimper in pain.

"I-I'm sorry. Sammy please. I'm sorry." Hoping he will be heard, but it was too late. Sam was too far into his dark fantasy, pinning Tommy down and marking him as his. Stripping his pants, spreading his legs, despite Tom trying to kick him off.

Another harsh slap across his cheek made him stop, letting Sam lay between his legs as he started placing kisses on his neck and collarbone. "Sammy! Please stop!" He tried again, hearing soft chuckle in his ear, before Sam's lips brushed against it.

"You're so irresistible when you scream and squirm like this. It just drives me crazy."

"Sammy." He was silenced with his lips again, this time didn't try to bite him. It'd only make things worse. He felt touch on his ass, trying to pull away from it, unsuccesfully.

"Stop resisting Tommy. Or I will really really hurt you." Pushing his fingers inside, curling them around to look for his sweet spot, while Tommy kept begging him to stop. Paying no attention to it, pressing his fingers against little bundle of nerves, sending new sensation into Tom's body.

Finding his quiet moan as encouragement, Sam pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his hard dick, fucking his beloved Tommy roughly. Every rough thrust brushed against his prostate, making him groan and whine, despite the pain he felt. It was only natural reaction of his body, for sure. That's what Tom was trying to tell himself when he was cumming, squirming around because he never felt so good before. Also conflicted.

Sam thrusted into his few more times, coming deep inside of him with short breath and 'oh god, oh god' escaping his lips. Experiencing this, something he had on his mind ever since he met Tommy for the first time, made him determined to keep Tommy alive by any cost.

"S-Sammy?" Tommy tried softly, hoping he finally snapped out of his state.

"It's alright. I won't kill you." He caressed his cheeks again, kissing him softly before knocking him out again. Getting him dressed up again so he could pick him up and take him to his car, once the sun disappeared and was replaced by bright full moon.

He will keep Tommy safe, someplace nobody knew about. Someplace they could be together. He was even willing to financially take care of Sarah and their daughter, just because he loved Tommy so much. And as long as Tommy was obedient, he had no need to use it against him. He just wanted to love him like he loved Sarah. There was nothing wrong with that, was it?

[a-case-of-the-ace]

Hello, hello!

So I saw a yandere prompt, and my brain latched on and would not let go.

This is meant to be Yandere Paulie, but could really just be Psycopath Paulie.

Really consider it before reading, I've watched Hannibal so I'm desensitised to this nonsense, but I don't wanna freak anyone out too bad.

Anyway, I hope you like it!

[dontbesoweirdkira]

A/N: I accidentally deleted the anon request yall- I’m so sorry! But I really hope they see this post and enjoy the oneshot.

Plot: “Basically Paulie is longing for a family and is willing to whatever it takes to make himself fuffiled and happy.” This takes place after Paulie robs the bank. He later that night, goes to your place and he takes you with him. You guys are in the car together and the themes of his loneliness are explored

Warnings: the anon did request Yandere and so as you know…unhealthy themes are discussed.

Requests: open 24/7

Masterlist

"I-i'm sorry doll...i just really have to do this." Paulie's voice was laced with much sorrow. He anxiously gripped the wheel tighter and uncomfortably shifted in his seat. A part of him felt so guilty for the sin he had committed. Forcefully putting you in the situation was never what he had truly wanted...but he had an itch that needed to be scratched.

You sat still in the backseat of his semi-decent car. Your body leaned over against the cold metal door as your head rested on the foggy window. Your hands were tightly tied together with a short piece of rope but your legs were free. Paulie just didn't want you opening the car door or trying to grab the steering wheel to escape. But honestly, he didn't need to worry about that. Your mind wasn't on escaping but rather the why. Why did he take you like this and what was he planning to do with you?

Paulie had been a good friend of yours for a while. Sure, you knew of his many issues but never for a moment did you think you'd be tied up in the backseat of his car going to who-knows-where. He did confess his feelings for you not too long ago, and though you rejected it, he seemed to take everything pretty well. Things remained relatively normal between you two..well..until tonight.

Paulie was at your door late into the evening. It didn't catch you off guard because sometimes he'd stop at your place for a drink and a little chat before going home. But tonight, he acted unusual. He sat and had a drink like normal but he was visibly nervous. Something seemed to weigh down on his mind. He blew it off when you asked and equated it to a stressful night at work. You noticed that he couldn't keep eye contact with you, his hands were fidgety, and he couldn't seem to calm down even as the night went on. Wanting to be a supportive friend, you told him to wait while you get a stronger handle out of your closet to help him loosen up. Next thing you knew, he came from behind you and dragged you out into his car. There wasn't much you could do to fight back as he was much bigger and stronger than you were. So, unfortunately, here you were..

He took his eyes off the road for a moment to look in his rearview mirror to check on you. Your body was shaking a bit and it was obvious that you were trying to make your body as small as possible. Part of it was because you were cold, but the other was due to you being just as scared and anxious as he. The naive part of you thought that maybe if you shrink down, you’d actually disappear.

"Are you cold?" Your eyes looked up and met with his in the mirror. His expression was filled with genuine concern. Paulie truly did care about you, but he was just an impulsive man.

A few moments passed before you could answer

"..mhmm.." your voice was soft and it was clear that you were trying not to cry. Paulie fiddled with the nobs on his dashboard before he spoke again..

"it should warm up in a little bit, hun.." He was looking at you again through the mirror, this time with a gentle smile. He wanted to make you happy. It didn't last long though for the disparity on your face plagued him.

The tension in the car was thick and he knew there was a lot that was on your mind. He knew you had questions you needed to be answered...He knew how much you probably hated him right now.

Paulie tapped his fingers against the worn leather of the wheel. He stared into the long, empty road ahead of him. He honestly didn't even know exactly where he was going but he knew the both you needed to get far out of Lost Haven. He messed up big time. He went against the Don and the wiser of his two friends. Paulie robbed the city’s bank, taking thousands from them at gun point. Stupid, he knows, but it was a risk he had to take. He was tired of that life. He was tired of being unhappy every day, going to brothels just to feel something, he yearned for a normal life. One where he had a wife, kids and a normal 9-5. Being beaten, shot, and yelled at every day since youth does something to you. His childhood wasn't even a time of bliss for him, he's been stuck in a crappy reality forever.

"paulie...?" your fragile voice interrupted his thoughts, earning a surprised 'hmm?' out of him

Your break of silence wasn't expected but always welcomed as when you spoke his name, it was like heaven in his ears. You hesitated before you asked your question, not sure if you truly wanted to know the answer. But—the possibilities of what was going to happen to you was eating you alive.

"Are you….going to kill me..?" Your voice became even more unstable than before as you thought further into the possibility. It made sense. You knew a lot about Paulie, including his affiliation with the Don. You also probably knew things about the family that you probably shouldn't.

"What-?No, I'd never hurt you babydoll..."

Paulie's head hung low and an exhausted sigh was let out. His body slouched back bit in his seat. This wasn't a conversation he wanted to have at the moment. His reasonings for doing all of this are selfish and quite pathetic…

"I want a family..." he didn't look up into the mirror this time while speaking to you. He was ashamed of his words and your possible reaction to them.

"...And I want that with you. One just like Tom has…I'm tired of dodging bullets for Sallieri. I'm getting old. I want a nice house and I want that pizza shop I've told you about. We could run it together and everything-"

You shook your head at the idea. You backed further into the corner of your car seat. Your legs propped up on the chair and close to your chest. He was delusional..

Is this what everything was really about? This was the reason he took you? There was no way he was going to try to force this, right???

"Paulie, no…”

“Please just—“

“No..no..Paulie, I already told you that I don't feel this way about you. I thought were were cool as just f—"

"I don’t want to be ‘just’ your friend! I need to be more...I just need this.…”

Meeting you has been the best thing to come out of his cursed life. You're the only thing that's made him actually think about a life past the mob. You're the whole reason he robbed the bank and actually decided to leave. Just to be able to have a life with you. He now has more than enough money to take care of you and provide whatever you need. Yes, he knows that you don't want him romantically but that'll all change once you get adjusted in your new life. You'll see how perfect he is for you..how much he's willing to change. He'll be a good husband if you'll let him.

"Y/N, not even my closest friends and family believe I could ever find happiness. Y'know how that feels? Do you know what it does to a person for everyone to think that lowly of you?" His question was rhetoric.

Of course, you didn't know. In contrast to his, your life was far better. You had a nice job, apartment, and social life. Your singleness was by choice, not a lack of interest. Plus everyone thought very highly of you. You had every chance of finding fulfillment whereas he didn't.

Actually, everyone poked fun at the fact you were so friendly with Paulie. No one could understand how a broad like you could stand within ten feet of him. Sam pissed himself at the mention of Paulie asking you out. Tom gave a hopeless pat on his back.

Your silence was defening...

Paulie pulled over onto the side of the dimly lit highway. He dropped his head down onto the wheel, taking a moment to collect himself. His emotions were starting to raise and he didn't want to take anything out on you. He loved you so much, he just was frustrated about everything.

He unbuckled his seatbelt and turned around to face you. He examined you for a moment, guiltily taking in all of your beauty. Even in the frightened state you were in, you still had no flaws. Your teary eyes made contact with his and the frustration nearly melted away. Your doe-like orbs somehow still twinkled in the low lighting. His obsession with you was unwavering regardless of how badly he felt about everything.

"You're so beautiful, sweetheart." Paulie reached out a hand and rested it on your knee. Using one thumb, he rubbed circles in an attempt to comfort you.

"I'm willing to do whatever it takes to win you over. I want us to have a life together so badly. I'm not letting you go anywhere until you love me back and we are finally happily married. I've sacrificed everything to do this...to just be happy." Climbing over the middle compartment, he planted a loving kiss on your forehead and then sat back down.

He buckled up his seatbelt and started up the vehicle again.

One thing was for certain, two things for sure, when it came to Paulie. He was a stubborn and dangerous man who was true to his word. You knew that he was never giving up on this love for you. There was no use in fighting further…he was going to get his way one way or another…

[dontbesoweirdkira]

Mafia Trilogy !Yandere¡

Ranked On Insanity

A/N: This is purely my opinion on them. We all interpret their characters differently so don’t come at me if you don’t like their placements. I’m trying to be kind of accurate to their characters but also do fan service…I’m stressed so plz 😪

Requests open: 24/7

Warnings: Yandere and toxic themes.

Masterlist

I’m ranking them in three different categories…

Delulu to not as delulu

Batshit and completely delusional

These are the men who are at the point of no return….They are willing to do anything to get you at any cost. I do not say this lightly like I mean they are willing to do anything

My boy John has the entire c.i.a. at his very disposal and you think he won’t use it to find you??? He’s going to get you. Sam will too,, He’ll send out multiple men to come hunt you down if you even dare to hide from him. They do not give a flying duck if you don’t even have romantic interest in them, you are their darling. That’s the end of discussion.

Whatever they want you to do, you’re going to do it. There’s no rationalization with these two. Lincoln and Tom give them all the talks they want but they will not listen. Pushed to the brink enough and their friends are not safe either from their delusional thinking.

You already saw what Sam did to Paulie…imagine what he’d do for his darling. Not the ideal men for normal girls. You will be tormented every single step of your relationship with either one of these men.

No effort is made to hide their sinister behaviors and your eyes will bear witness to their horrific atrocities. If you push them too far they might even harm you eventually. There is no escaping or telling what their insanity will make them do.)

Sam Trapani

John Donovan

Pretty fucking crazy but is in a weird gray area between the other two

They are in the middle. Paulie is already an irrational brute and Vito is a traumatized Soldier, so they are definitely operating weirdly.

They both have similar desires of wanting a partner but have been dealt an unlucky hand when it comes to dating so when you came along…they couldn’t let you go. Their obsession comes from a place of codependency..they need you sooo badly and they cannot go back to their old cold life without you.

They really do care about their darling, truly. They’ll do whatever they can to organically win over your love and trust. Sure they will be super touchy, maybe a little too bossy or over protective of you but they mean well… they truly want to be the “chill bf” but who are they kidding??? They are cray cray in the membrane.

At any moment they can and will snap…their delusions will get the best of them if pushed to that point. If they feel like you’re going to leave or are constantly rejecting them, they will do a full 180 and turn into the previous bunch. They are extremely accusatory and feel like you’re constantly trying to cheat or leave them. Tons of arguments and unsavory punishments.

I can’t say they’d do exactly all the same things as the previous much like they’d never physically hurt you or make you watch their crimes but they are damn near close to being like them…

Paulie Lombardo

Vito Scaletta

Average Mafia Member

These men are still very much Yandere and are willing to kill and fuck shit up for you but aren’t as delusional as the rest. Like on average people terms they are very yandere but in comparison to other members of the mob…eh.

I know this is going to piss hella people off but I can’t imagine any of these three holding you against your will or being overly passionate about their darling.

Your safety comes first and they are more go with the flow kind of men. Especially Lincoln and Tommy, despite their desires, your wishes come first. Joe is just Joe, he cares a lot about you but on average he’s like fuck it…it’s your life girl-. Forced intimacy and everything isn’t their thing.

If you really weren’t romantically feeling them they’d just become platonic yanderes and make sure you’re safe from a distance. If any moment you changed your mind they’d be right there waiting to give you the world but if not they really won’t do too much about it. These men would have to have been romantically invested in you for years for them to snap and become like the rest .)

Tommy Angelo

Lincoln Clay

Joe Barbaro

[dontbesoweirdkira]

PLEASE I’M BEGGING YOU MORE OF SAMMY HUHU

A/N: no this totally didn’t take me forever to respond to the ask….this was originally going to be Sam being a lot darker but I decided to give y’all something cute to munch on. Yandere sam being a sweetie pie for ONCE…. Thank you for requesting bb💓🥰

Warnings: FLUFFFFF UR SAFEEEE

Asks: open 24/7

Masterlist

Sam’s lower body pressed up against your back and he watched you intently through the vanity you were seated at.

You hadn’t even noticed that he’d come home and walked into your room until you had felt his body against yours.

His cold fingers slowly traced up along your exposed arm and around your neck, sending a sharp chill down your spine.

Many worries ran through your poor little head…You never truly know what version of Sam is going to walk through that door and greet you.

By this point you were far too frightened to make any sudden moves, or to speak, you waited until he broke the silence.

“Sorry doll, I kept you waiting longer than usual…”

Was he going to be sweet and charming or an erratic son of a bitch today?

He took a second to pinch the bridge of his nose and let out an exhaustive sigh,

“…Paulie got shitfaced again and I promised Tom that this time I’d get him home and-“

Taking another frustration break he ran his fingers through his thick black, greasy hair before speaking one more…

“-you know what it’s all bullshit. I don’t want to think too much about it. I just really missed you today.”

Still being cautious about your actions , you mustered up a smile and shot it up at him through the vanity mirror.

“I-I’m happy to hear that Sammy. I missed you too, of course.”

A soft hum of approval escaped his mouth as he soaked in your loving words. You could feel both the tension in the air and in his body relax. As much as he would never admit out loud, Sam was just about always desperate for your admiration…nothing in this world could affect him like your love does. Even if it wasn’t real from your end…

“Are you getting ready for bed, y/n?”

He motioned down towards the hairbrush that you were using just moments before he interrupted your nighttime routine.

“Mhmm… I was thinking about just braiding my hair tonight instead of putting it into rollers like I usually do. I have a lot of hair.” You let out a halfhearted laugh

He nodded

You felt the pressure from your back lift as he walked away from you and headed towards the closet.

Curious as to what he was up to, you turned in your seat to face him.

Sam proceeded to take off and hang up his jacket, roll up his dress shirt sleeves, and light a cigarette he had stored in the back of his pocket.

“Sam?”

Winking, he made his way back over to you, and pressed his body up against yours once more.

He took one hand and ruffled your hair a bit, inspecting it in his own strange way. The other removed the cigarette from his mouth and blew the smoke into the air.

“You sure do have a lot of hair sweetheart.”

“Y-yeah I know…I’ll be done with it in a few minutes. I promise I won’t take long before coming to bed.” You looked up at him with a worried expression.

Shaking his head and grabbing the brush out of your hand, he spoke.

“I’m afraid I cannot let you do this by yourself. I kept you waiting all night to go help a friend, I think I owe you something in return.”

In disbelief you let out a chuckle, there’s no way Sam Trapani knew how to do your hair. He nearly dies trying to get his own hair to sit right in the morning.

“Umm respectfully, I think this is out of your skill level. I don’t want a bird’s nest tomorrow.”

Not immediately responding, Sam took a deep puff of his cigarette before leaning down into your ear.

“Why can’t you just shut the fuck up and let me do something nice for ya?”

Still being amused by this, you let out a giggle

“Okay Sammy. I’ll trust you…”

Sam blew the smoke that was trapped into his lungs into your face before giving you a soft peck on the cheek.

“That’s my good girl.”

He began playing with your locks, trying to part it but only tangling it, then using the brush to try to fix it but only making it worse. Definitely turns you away from the mirror so you can’t see what he’s doing once he realizes he’s fucked up.

“How’s it going darling?”

“Your hair has never been so soft and silky, y/n. You’re going to love your new hair when you’re done.”

“Ahh so you don’t mind if I stop by your lunch break with this hair?”

“…”

“….I’ll leave you money on the table tomorrow so you can go to the salon.”

[dontbesoweirdkira]

Howdy! EVERY TIME you write Paulie I eat it up. Leaves me kicking my legs and giggling every time. I love the way you write him so, so much!!! Only if you have time, can I request a Paulie yandere imagine similar to the one you did for Sam in March with him getting rid of an admirer? if possible, with a darling/so with a lame leg?

-★!

A/N: I got you sistaa. sorry this took a while to come out, iv'e been in a mortal kombat kick rn lol. i did include the fact that you have a lame leg in this because anything for youuuu. i hope you enjoy/

warnings: toxic and abusive themes, violence, obession, etc..

requests: open 24/7

masterlistt

There weren't many things that brought much joy to the old brute anymore. Paulie carried a lot of baggage and sorrow on his shoulders that continuously weighed down on him. He hated every aspect of his life, his job, and his crappy apartment. He so desperately wanted an escape. Anything that could possibly take him away from all his misery...the bottles of booze and endless gambling no longer sufficed. Something had to give and soon.

As if his long-awaited prayers were finally answered, you so miraculously entered in his life. it was something out of some kind of romance movie. really. It all happened when you were moving into your new apartment building. Trying your utter best to get up the rather inaccessible steps with your walking assistant when you unfortunately misstepped, causing yourself to become unstable and fall backwards. you braced for the impact of the cold, disgusting concrete ground but was surprisingly swept up by large arms.

"You okay there, missy?"

His amused voice asked while helping you get back onto your feet. You took a second to regain composure before looking up at him. shinning an aloof yet cute smile at him, you thanked him for saving you from your certain demise. A short but friendly conversation took place where he welcomed you to the building...offering his assistance whenever you needed it. Thanking him and exchanging names, you went about your way, not thinking much of the interaction.

For Paulie on the other hand..it was all he thought about. Oh how cute your smile was or sweet how your voice and manner were. But what he couldn't shake was how perfect your meeting was. It had to be fate..no? If he hadn't walked in at the time he did, you would've been severely injured. everything about that meeting consumed him and he was so eager to see you again..

From that day forward obsessed. You'll find that he was just always there,, I mean you lived in the same building but he was somehow always in the hallway when you'd come out of your apartment or at the same places you were. He's so friendly and energetic too, you gave him a new sense of life.

You didn't mind it much though, Paulie had a heart of gold and you became quite good friends. He never judged you for your leg issues and was far more helpful than anyone you ever met. He'd bring you food and items you needed during your flare-ups and you returned the favor when he worked late. You could speak to him about literally everything, he was funny and quite charming. You loved being around him and so did he..just in a different way...

His "innocent" questions are really just him poking to find out your interests, likes and dislikes so he can put them into use later. Especially the ones about your ideal man. He'll do anything to become your perfect mate. Any traits you expressed disinterest in him will change. He's already stopped smoking and gambling plus started to keep himself up more...just for you my dear. Any compliments he receives from you drive him wild and fuel his delusions more. He's convinced he is on the right path to be yours very soon. I like to think Paulie wouldn't be straight up about his feelings at all tho. He's had so many heartbreaks and rejections that he's far too scared of your response if he comes straight out about it. He doesn't want to scare you off or make things awkward so he plays it slow...

You, on the other hand, are oblivious to all of this. He's like the older coworker you've somehow become besties with..nothing more. You didn't think of him that way. Unbeknownst to you, you'd be making a horrible mistake because of this. The next time you saw him, you gushed over a guy you had met at the library. You went on and on about how he was perfect, handsome, and everything you dreamed about. You asked Paulie for advice on pursuing your newfound crush, only earning a cold and stoic "idk" from him before going into his apartment. you brushed it off as him just having a long and bad day from work but in reality...Paulie was heartbroken. Another woman he thought loved him back was actually just interested in someone hotter, younger, and better than him.

he tried his best to convince you out of being with him, that you should be careful of the men in this city. How did you know that he truly accepted you and wouldn't make fun of you? You should just stay safe with Paulie,,,trust him. He know best...please..this is eating him alive right now.

but that devastation quickly turned into anger when each day that passed, a new set of flowers and gifts were found at your door. it was like fate was rubbing it in his face that it was never truly meant to be. His obsession with you was far too deep to just be let go. He invested so much time, and Paulie knows you better than that little crush ever could. Sure, your admirer might've been more romantic but he knew what makes you cry and what makes you happy...even your deepest darkest secrets.. Paulie actually knew you and loved you. He could love you so good if you'd just let him.

"meet me at Tony's dinner tonight at 8. I have a surprise for you"

-your admirer

You ran up to Paulie as he was walking in the building and practically jumped in his arms in joy. You could barely contain your excitement and you handed him the note you just received. His smile faded as he read the words on the paper.

"well- isn't this great Paulie!? I think we are officially going to go steady"

"..."

"paulie..?"

Maybe, he shouldn't have drunk so much heavy liquor and maybe he should've told one of the guys what happened so they could've talked him out of it...but he went to the restaurant. The image of you being so happy over this other guy festered in his mind. You were slipping away from him...soon you'd completely forget about Paulie for your pretty boy...no. He can't lose you too. He can't go through this again. He's getting old. Paulie needed happiness and a quiet life with you so badly.

The clock read 8:15 and you guys had just been seated at your table. Paulie arrived shortly and drunkenly got out of the taxi. Though stumbling his way around the place, it surprisingly didn't take him long before finding your booth.

The two of you were at a table, exchanging flirtatious glances and banter when Paulie's body appeared, staring daggers into your lover. He hated how he looked at you, how happy each other appeared with each other. That should be him instead.

"...Paulie? what are you-"

In a jealousy-fueled rage, Paulie grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and began dragging him outside. Only muttering for you to 'stay put' while he handled things.

Of course, you didn't listen and followed them out of the building, shouting for your neighbor to stop and tell you exactly what was going on...Unfortunately, Paulie was far too gone and drunken to even register your presence. All he was deadset on was making your date pay for taking you away from him.

Taking your admirer to the back of the parking lot, he forcefully punched him down onto the rough gravel. a plea for mercy being cut short by the bottom of Paulie's shiny black shoes connecting with his face, slamming him further into the ground. Your body completely froze at the sight of what was happening. Suddenly everything clicked...the suit...the accent..the days he's come home smelling like gunpowder with bruised fists.. How could you be so freakin stupid? How could you be so naive to believe this man was just an "innocent" friend.,

Paulie continued beating your lover down until the amount of blood that pooled satisfied him. A sick pleasure overtook his body observing how ugly and limp he knew was. He hadn't any chance with you anymore, even if you still found him to be beautiful or perfect...he would be too scared to even come within ten feet of you.

A loud and sudden thud snapped Paulie out of his trance when he turned to find you. Your walking assistant had been left inside the restaurant and it was becoming increasingly difficult for you to stand any longer, so you dropped to the ground, falling back on your ass. The sight of you merely sobered him up. Burning guilt quickly overtook the pleasure. Your eyes were wide with tears trickling out of them, and you sat in a daze. Your body was still in shock and far too weak to move..

"no...no..no paulie, what did you do?" he regretfully spoke to himself, as he carefully made his way to you

You wanted to back away, scream, cry...anything but you just couldn't. You stayed as you were as he approached and sat down in front of you. One of his hands slowly came up to the side of your face, gently caressing it. Your body reactively began to tremble, terrified of him hurting you next..

"I'm so sorry-" his own eyes began to swell with tears. Paulie once again ruined something beyond repair.. He just couldn't;t do anything right. His addictions and temperament once again reminded him who's really king.

He threw his head down onto your lap, taking your hands in his and squeezing them tightly. His speech was a bit slurred and sloppy due to the alcohol still pumping through his system..

"please. please forgive me. I'm so sorry. I'll give you whatever you want, take you where you want. I just didn't want anyone else to have you. He was taking you away from me and I could love you so much better."

The pathetic cries of a lonely, desperate man flooded your ears. You didn't care for anything from him. He took the one thing you wanted away from you..you hated Paulie

[dontbesoweirdkira]

If you don't mind yandere Vito alphabet please 🙏

A/N: This isn’t the full Alphabet but here’s a little teaser. Doing the full Alphabet in one go is difficult but if there’s a specific one you want let me know😭😭

Warnings: toxic and abusive behavior

Requests: open 24/7

Masterlist

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

Every single person from the mafia Trilogy is willing to get their hands dirty. This is absolutely ridiculous to even consider.

Like if Vito killed for not only his country but for some random dude named Falcone, don’t you think he’d kill for you? His precious heart. I think he’d be more brutal than the rest tho….our soldier boy definitely knows a gnarly way to take someone out.

He refuses to do this in front of you though. He doesn’t believe a pretty lady like you should ever taint your eyes with seeing him slit that dude’s throat. That’s for him to handle downtown while you stay all cozy locked away in his apartment.

Probably will beat up a guy in front of you though but first he’d tell you to close your eyes or to go get in the car.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

I don’t think Vito wants children and all that yip yap like the Salieri men want.

Marriage is on the table tho.

Ultimately he wants to play the game a little longer so he’ll have more than enough money to take you out of Empire Bay and give you a better life. He wants a beautiful home in someplace nice quiet where there’s no chance of running into another mobster.

He’s going to give you everything that he couldn’t give to his mother before her passing. You’re going to have a beautiful life, even if you don’t actually want it with him. You have no choice. Vito hand picked you to be his companion. You should be grateful

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

He definitely does get very jealous, it’s just not always easy to tell. He keeps the same resting bitch face at every occasion, so is he actually upset or is there no thought happening?

There are thoughts and it’s about which way he should dispose of the body.

I’d argue and say he gets more up in arms about you looking at someone or interacting with another man than the reverse happening. You’re attractive and he knows men look at you, doesn’t mean he’s okay with it but for you to look sends him in a spiral. Yeah it doesn’t matter that you just glanced in his general direction and you weren’t even looking at him….he’s pissed.

“Aye! What the fuck are you looking at, princess? Huh? You think he’s cute or something? Well let me tell you a cute little secret, you’ll be cleaning his blood off of my shoes tonight.”

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

Not exactly? He is Vito no matter what but maybe with you his heart is worn on his sleeves a little bit more? Like he grew up around a mama's boy he undeniably has a soft spot for the women he loves. You can get away with a hell of a lot.

More than most can with him. Your snarky comments and fighting doesn’t phase him. Neither does your immature and other kinds of behavior.

He still wants to spoil and take care of you the best way he possibly can. He especially loves physical contact with you. The times when you’ve yourself worn down enough to curl into his chest are his favorite times.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

He’s actually incredibly patient with you. Vito is rather patient in general, well compared to how he could be. His emotions are usually kept well under wraps and he does fair with stressful situations. This was something learned from being in the military. When you have other men's lives on the line, you learn to keep it light.

There are sometimes where this patience wavers and it’s usually during the times when you’re being incredibly difficult.

Having another meltdown after trying to escape for the fourth time this week. This man is becoming increasingly more frustrated and he couldn’t help but to snap at you.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

Hell naw! That man don’t give a single fuck.

Why would he? He’s delusional about this entire situation, there is no rational thought happening!!!

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

The screaming and crying he expected. That’s all his sister did growing up lol. Jk.

The isolation tho,,,that would get to him. When he comes home from a long day, ideally he wants to be greeted with open arms and loving words. Not to be searching the house, only find you curled up in the closet.

This shatters his delusion for the moment and Vito absolutely hates it. Seeing you waste away in this isolation kills him. He has to literally drag you out and force you to do basic tasks. Why can’t you just love him like he loves you??? You can’t even just pretend? Why is this so hard for you?

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling?

He thinks of you like this pure little angel who could do no wrong. You’re absolutely innocent to him, even when you’re guilty.

You could spit on the mayor and he’d defend you to hell and back.

Very old fashioned in his thinking where he doesn’t believe women should do or be around certain things. He keeps his business very private, doesn’t share anything about the military unless it’s a lighthearted story, doesn’t kill or be overly violent in front of you.

He also even tries to not curse or smoke so much in front of you too but…he can’t help it.

With this said tho, Vito has limits and he will flip if you ever cross a line. He has some unspoken rules for your “relationship” and it can get rather complicated if you break them.

[dontbesoweirdkira]

"you’re 40 years old how long you gonna be doing this" Me to Sam lmao

YOU AT SAM RN🤣^^

A/N: Had to write a little something something based off of this I hope you don’t mind. Instead of Y/N saying this to Sam…it’s Tom

For context pt.1

Like Basically Sam forced the guys to come and help him clean up the mess he made on Y/N’s front porch.

Of course Sam didn’t explain the actual severity of the situation to anyone. He was like “yeah we just got in a little altercation with the guy and knocked over a few plants… can you help me out so I can be done sooner?”

Both of them were very confused about why exactly Sam needed help picking up a small mess like that??

Eventually they agreed to go because deep down they do care for Sam a lot. Slightly concerned about his well being after seeing him be so torn up about you.

Paulie being Paulie, is obviously still amused about this whole situation and all of the trouble Sam caused for a broad that doesn’t even really like him back… nothing on earth can make this man shut the eff up!!!

The whole ride basically consists of Paulie poking fun at Sam😩

Tom is slightly pissy because he’d rather spend his Saturday afternoon resting with Sarah, not picking up ceramic pottery shards off of your doorstep.

Upon arriving to your home and getting out the car, the men froze. Paulie’s smug smile dropped and Tommy’s heart sank into his chest.

The guys expected to see a little recreational damage done…not a crime scene.

“Oh Sammy…what the hell did you do?” With an disheartening expression Paulie glanced over towards Sam.

“Can we not talk about it? Let’s just get this over with so we can go home..”

Tom rested his hand on Sam’s shoulder and sighed,

“Sam, you’re in your 40’s now..

“I know…”

“I don’t think you really understand me. You’re IN your 40’s now. We’re getting old. How long will you be able to keep doing this shit?”

[dontbesoweirdkira]

Yandere Alphabet - ABIJ

A/N: Let’s get the mafia trilogy fandom going shall we?? Here’s a little Alphabet dessert for ya ;) I know y’all love Sam so here he isss…

Warnings: Yandere so mentions of violence, forced relationships, toxicity blahhh blahhhh blahhhh

Requests: are open 24/7 for any characters on my masterlist

Masterlist

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

Sam is not an outwardly physically nor emotionally affectionate person. We know him to be extremely reserved with a high sense of professionalism and this carries into his romantic life as well. Even deep into his obsessions with you he isn’t as romantically intense as someone like Paulie would be towards their darling; especially not in public.

(In private he does cuddle and do the whole shabang but it isn’t overwhelming)

Yes I know he is a proclaimed lady killer but I personally like to think it only applies to women he’s trying to sleep with. The whole shtick is a fake persona. It's for people he wants to exploit but for you…he’s different because his love is “true”.

Basically still charming but toned down a little and closer to his authentic self.

He does however love giving you gifts and little trinkets that he buys or “borrows”. It’s his way of saying I love you and I’m constantly thinking about you. He also likes to use affectionate terms that are reserved only for you like “sweetheart” “my girl” “doll”

(You can see how he is with Sarah, still charming but there’s a lot of respect there for her and he doesn’t cross a boundary unlike the women he sexualizes)

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

The man is in the mafia..need I say more???

He’s willing to do anything to protect and keep you. We saw his hidden temper by the end of the game. Usually, it would be under control and not much could make him lose himself but when it comes to you he just can’t help it. He’s a ticking time bomb now and he doesn’t like when anyone flirts or even looks in your direction. He’s not afraid to kill someone in cold blood or send a hit out on someone’s head. Abusing his power in the mob is absolutely nothing to him, he’s willing to do anything to make sure all other competition or potential danger is out of the way.

No man in Lost Haven is exempt from being beaten to a bloody pulp for disrespecting either of you, even the new recruits know they cannot fuck around.

Might even start a street war just for you…

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

Very stereotypical nuclear family. He wants to marry you, buy a house and have kids.

Maybe get a dog? Nahh he doesn’t like animals…

He’s a traditional man and wants to make the best possible life for you and the kids especially with him being an immigrant coming from nothing.

Regardless if you want this or not, Sam will still carry these plans out. This is the life of every Italian man of his time and he refuses to take anything less.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

Sam won’t ever give anyone the satisfaction of admitting it but yes he gets so jealous.

You’re his and how dare someone mess with his prize possession. Extremely territorial over you and It consumes him to the point he does act out regularly on his compulsions. His charismatic gray eyes are almost always plotting something dark and sinister for whosoever crossed him.

By the way, Sam wouldn't ever get physical with you but if you ever got caught giving attention to another, it will end in a pretty nasty argument and him keeping you locked up for days on end.

[dontbesoweirdkira]

Tommy trying to convince sam that he not to lay off from reader : your not that guy pal trust me, you're not him , you'll never be him, you are a menace and you're scaring the hoe

Tommy is genuinely tiredddd of all their bullshit. He’s constantly rethinking his life choices and I’m convinced this is his tipping point. Why didn’t he just stay a cab driver..he had an apartment and a quiet life and the two stooges fucked it looks up. Like he’s full sassy mode at this point. 😭 all he wants to get home to his wife and Sam is over here being an old creep,,,Sam remember who you are.

Tommy towards Sam every time he sees him making you uncomfortable:

[dontbesoweirdkira]

I think Snooze by SZA represent the yan Mafia pretty well

So I just listened to it and yes pretty much. SZA on that crazy time 😭😭😭

They all gonna be UNDER the jail cell the way they act over their darling

[dontbesoweirdkira]

https://youtube.com/shorts/St0rE3aBmlY?si=SNc0YhaFvsgIrJ9V

Just want to send you this, and imagines this with any paranoid yandere you know Sam trapani

HAHAH Literally him. He's such an annoying little shi-

okay i had to write something really stupid and goofy for this. completely unserious

Too lazy to watch? Basically, it's a video of a mom being stressed over her son's door being locked and is convinced he's doing drugs or something. The whole time he's just chilling and the mom was stressing over nothing.

Sam is an easily irritated person. He's stressed and overwhelmed most of the time so honestly this is not a shocker. He's charming with the ladies, yes. But you're his darling and you're subject to see the worst of your partner...

This particular day, he woke up in a pissy mood. He's like upset he has to go to a stupid thing for Salieri later. He's a kiss ass but..deep down he's ready for that man to turn over lol. So he's snapping at you for little things and acting rather annoyed over minor things. The last straw for you was when he yelled at you for chewing too loud but girl- your mouth was closed and you were on the other side of the room.

You get into a little back and forth and it ends with him being like,

"y'know what? I can't stand you anyways, why don't you lock yourself in a room sometimes, will ya?"

Oh gee! How you've been waiting for a day like this. challenge accepted...y/n lives to piss off Sam..

You do just that and the kicker is he's following you into the room but you slam the door in his face and lock it. He's so anxiously attached to you. *cue the stressing*

"Oh, come on...you know I didn't mean it"

He's assuming you'd come out within like 5-10 minutes but when you don't..oh boy is he paranoid. What are you doing in there?? There's no way you can stay in there all day. Do you love him?

Won't stop, can't stop shaking the doorknob. Has thrown his entire body into the door and tried lock picking. Is convinced you're writing letters to some secret lover that you don't have.

He goes from screaming curses at you, to lovingly trying to lure you out, to telling you to actually stay in there because he never actually loved you, to apologizing because he didn't mean it.

HAHAH CAN YOU IMAGINE SEEING IS NOSE POKING OUT FROM THE GAP UNDER THE DOOR AS HES TRYING TO GET A GLIMPSE OF WHAT IS GOING ON

like he's a damn dog.. this man stressing me.

The whole time you're taking a nap...

Please keep this up until it's five minutes till he needs to be over at the don's, come out, kiss him..and remind him how he's about to be late..

hehe perfectly inconvenienced so not only did he waste a whole day being torn up over you for nothing, he's going to be late meeting with Don and be in big troubleeee.....

[dontbesoweirdkira]

Need to start writing for the mafia trilogy again so that one person can come back into my asks and start yapping again.

I miss that little guy. Come back so we can shit talk Sam again😔

You know who you are🫵