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lawevades-a042023 · 2 years
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@mafiamade​     you get this ‘cause of refreshed tony and eddy wants <3
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     IT WAS A WHILE AGO THAT HE’D GIVEN TONY A KEY TO HIS PLACE. They barely used Eddy’s place. So when he came home at quarter to five in the morning he didn’t expect to find Tony to be there. Keys were tossed into a ceramic bowl on a console table by his front door. He had been up all night and he looked like a gory character out of a Halloween escape house. Only it wasn’t special effects makeup. While dragging his tired body through his corridor into the open space kitchen and living area, he recognized the smell of Tony’s cooking. He found Tony in his bed.
Eddy was relieved to see that he was sleeping, but he was also glad just to see him there. It was always such a beautiful view of his boyfriend sleeping peacefully. He enjoyed the sight for a second, before carefully making his way to his bathroom and closing the door quietly behind him. A short moment later, sounds of rummaging could be heard from the bathroom, as Eddy was struggling to strip off his clothes sticking to his wounds. Then came the sound of the shower running.
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princeliamb · 2 years
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@mafiamade​   because tony’s needs must be met lmaoooo B)​
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     “These are beautiful. Are you the gifted eye behind these photographs?”
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faithdevotion · 1 year
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@mafiamade cont.
polly was left stunned with his offer, her heart skipping a beat the moment she heard it and her muscles tensing from the lifechanging decision she had to make in a matter of seconds. "join you?" she muttered with shaky chuckles leaving her, nervously running her fingers through her curled locks of hair, deciding to take some steps forward towards his desk. "I don't... I mean..." she was mainly intrigued as to why vincenzo chose her to be his companion when there were other girls that were even wishing for that offer to be made to them. for polly, it was unexpected. a lavish life with a man that could be considered her second boss sounded like a fairytale, but it was a close reality. "why me?" she couldn't imagine vincenzo having any sort of crush towards her whatsoever, so she was puzzled with that. "what made you choose me?"
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cardiomyapathy · 2 years
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KELLY’S HALLOWEEN PARTY: RSVP HERE:  @mafiamade​​
“ I have no idea who you are supposed to be. ”
Of course he does.
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hcze · 2 years
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@mafiamade from here because it’s Tony’s bday!     ❛ Then what about this, we go get something to eat and theeeen we will go back to either your place or my place and bury ourselves in the couch and do anything but an all day event, mhm? ❜ Drew patted his friend’s arm and wiggled his eyebrows.
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parvamundi · 2 years
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❛  did you ever even love me?  ❜ | ( @mafiamade​ )
          He hadn’t been back more than a few days, barely settled into what was his previous life not that long ago. It’d only been a few days, but it felt like a blink for Connor, leaving him overwhelmed, anxious, and commonly found at his father’s pub with a drink in his hand. His twin sister worried; Suzy knew him better than anyone, but she was why he’d returned, and he recognized she regretted it the moment he arrived. New York wasn’t good for him anymore, or at least, hadn’t been, hence the departure. Maybe it would be better in a little while. Maybe after a few more drinks. Maybe after a cigarette...
Leaving a conversation with Suzy right in the middle, Connor made his way outside, into the cold, coat up at his ears as he fished the coveted smoke from his pocket. Slumping against the brick wall as he lit it, he savored the bitter flavor and closed his eyes, pushing the smog from his lungs after a few seconds. When his lids lifted, he saw the familiar figure. He blinked, thinking perhaps that his mind was playing tricks on him, but when Tony spoke, he knew he was real, that he was right there.
The conversation began with snark exchanged, anger flaring, but Connor didn’t have time for this, or the energy, so he finished his cigarette, flicking it into the day-old snow, and turned to leave the bullshit and head back inside. A question, with pain behind it, stopped him, hand on the handle. A wave of emotion he hadn’t felt in a long time washed over him and he pivoted back to Tony, a pained anger the loudest one in that moment.
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“When did ever even give me the chance?”
( ANGST? ANGST. | accepting! )
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savagecuhnt · 2 years
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@mafiamade
   It had been months since honeyed hues had gazed back into those gorgeous eyes of his. Weeks going without his gentle touch. Days without feeling his warmth, hearing the soothing sound of his heart beating within his chest. So much time wasted away from his love. He had owed an explanation for his sudden absence, countless apologies and an eternity of making it up to him. 
   Silent footsteps lead him through Tony’s bedroom window, all the way to his side of the bed. So peaceful. So beautiful. Asleep with book in hand. He would have expected him to have already forgotten about the honey eyed vampire. Moved on. Much as he deserved to do so, but alas, window was left open. A simple gesture left for him. There was still hope for reconciliation. feelings still lingering. He slowly sits on the edge of the bed, a gentle brush of a cold hand hovering over Tony’s cheek. He wants everything to touch the warmth of his skin. To caress what was his. Though he knows if her were to do so, he would wake him from his peaceful slumber. Tony would not welcome him with open arms, but undoubtedly with harsh words and painful insults.
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 He sighs. slipping free a rose from inside the lining of his jacket. A simple gesture that Tony would recognize. He leaves it within the open book that lay on his chest before turning Tony’s light off for him. He lingers in the shadows. Watching as Tony sleeps. He debated leaving. Running away once again in hopes Tony would reach out, but he knows that idea is far fetched. Undeserving of such. Instead he makes himself comfortable in the shadows. Waiting until he awakens. Perhaps his reaction to the rose will be a tell tale sign for the vampire. To stay and try to mend what has since been broken, or perhaps leave and spare Tony any further heartache.
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allthingsdarkanddirty · 7 months
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joyffree · 7 months
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His Wicked Obsession the final book in the Mafia Made series From USA Today Bestselling Author KL Donn
Donato Cardarelli is in love with a married woman. His obsession began the moment he looked into her eyes. It evolved after their first kiss. It consumed him when she called for help. Now that he’s got her right where he wants her, Donato won’t let her go. Because he knows, she was always meant to be his.
Bella Marino wants happily ever after. Love, marriage, babies. It was always her dream. Even after the atrocities of her childhood. Even if it's with the wrong man.
Calling for help after being taken, after being led to believe she’d gone crazy, Bella never expected to see the man who professed his love for her. In his arms again, she feels protected and safe for the first time in more years than she can count. When the truth about her past comes out, will she trust the love Donato has given her from day one, or will her heartache break them apart?
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viciousgold · 2 years
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@mafiamade​ kelly’s halloween party~
Marisa was glad that she could pass her daemon off as something realistic for once. She normally passed off the small golden monkey as an emotional support animal, though with her costume, she could say he was a “witch’s familiar” or whatever to go along with her costume. If someone even seemed disturbed by him, she could just say he was an expensive animatronic. 
She saw someone dressed as a character she didn’t recognize, as she still hadn’t seen a lot of film and television of this world. Still she would play along. In general, Marisa was still fairly unfamiliar with Halloween, but she was learning. She crossed her legs under her dress as she sat at the bar, getting a nice glass of whiskey.
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“Nice costume.” she told him.
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streetsofsecrets · 1 year
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answer these and tag 9 people you’d like to know better / catch up with.
last song.   According to Spotify, last night it was Die Hard by Kendrick Lamar currently reading.   I haven't read anything since this semester ended. It's empty brain bitch hours. currently watching.   I rewatched Interview With The Vampire for a third time. last movie.   Beauty And The Beast Anniversary Special currently craving.   A sandwich. tagged by: @surdelafrontera tagging: @sleazygoing @tangerinesour @deathdippedingold @sparrowsfall @mafiamade and you!
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hcze · 2 years
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@mafiamade​
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    ❛ So, you’re telling me this was yours? Sorry bro, finders keepers. It’s the golden rule didn’t ya know about it? ❜ 
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parvamundi · 2 years
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          “If I’m honest--- Which I generally am--- I stole this jacket from the lost and found.” It fits fine. Maybe just a little snug in the shoulders, but Kody needed it to sneak into the event and he’ll deal with the discomfort. “Just to slip in for the spread. I heard there would be great food.”
( @mafiamade​​ liked & got Kody | accepting! )  
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ofchaotics · 2 years
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what form of love do you embody ? 
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LOVE AS HUNGER .
[ love as ravenous desire, love as something fragrant and home-built ] when florence welch said "we all have a hunger" and when jenny slate asked "who will come into my kitchen and be hungry for me?" and when violet trefusis wrote "I want you hungrily, frenziedly. passionately. I am starving for you..." and when anne carson asked "what are we made of but hunger and rage?"
tagged by : @not-perky tagging : @depictedblue , @fatedtragedy , @mafiamade , @redemptioninterlude​ , literally all of u ever . 
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allthingsdarkanddirty · 8 months
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lawevades-a042023 · 2 years
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YOUR CHARACTER ARC
tragic hero arc 
we all know how this story goes. when it began, you were almost the perfect hero, but almost is never enough. you lacked introspection, or you were too stubborn or vengeful or reckless - as reckless as the world that helped to ruin you. you were not perfect, and that's okay. we knew the story ended in blood and we watched it anyway. we knew you would die in the end and we still couldn't help but love you, just a little bit. at the very least, you are more human than a hero could ever be.
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tagged by stole from:   @p3ssimistics tagging:   @mafiamade @goldshadows @thebestplayer @secretforged @hostilidadesveladas @hishedonism​ @frstwomn​
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