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prettytoxicrevolver · 6 months
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13. With Sam?
You swear your boyfriend Sam is practically unscareable.
You had tried everything you could think of, but to no avail. Sam was truly impossible to scare.
The two of you had decided to run errands for the day and your last stop for the day was spirit Halloween. You had been wanting to stop by for a while now so you could finally get some costume ideas. You and Sam had been wandering around for a bit, separating and coming back together as you walk throughout the store.
You get to the mask section when an idea occurs to you and you hunt the shelves for the scariest mask you can find. You check it out, making sure nothing was on the inside before slipping it over your head. You sneak over to where you last saw Sam and spot him looking at some of the Halloween decor.
Just as he starts to turn towards you, you rush forward and jump out adding a shriek for dramatic effect. Sam doesn’t even flinch, just lowers his head as a small smirk rests on his lips when he realizes it’s you.
“Oh come on!” You sigh, pulling the mask off your face and glaring at your boyfriend.
“I know you’re trying to be scary, but you’re just way too cute,” he says and you groan and lightly shove him away from you.
“You suck,” you mutter.
“I love you too,” he sing songs, throwing an arm around your shoulder and pulling you out of the store.
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imagines-babes · 1 year
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You Look Lonely (aweSamdude)
Hey, thank you for the hearts and reblogs. so this is a little different from what I write. This is like 18+ but not really. Warning of teasing and drinking.  This is inspired by the song and an audio I heard on TikTok.Today song is 'You look lonely,'  by Azulalp. If sam says he is uncomfortable with this I will take it down just a heads up.
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Walking up with a headache isn't the best way to start anyone day. I turn my head to the nightstand with a pill and a cup of water. Starting to sit up to hear the door open with the lights Turing on. 'Morning how are you feeling baby?' I see him with a suite. The dark blue collar long sleeve with his black vest as I nod. 'Yeah but may I ask why you are wearing a suite,' Standing up in the dress I looked down to see only a sweater on, 'Wait before you answer my question. Why am I wearing a sweater? I was out last night and I'm pretty sure I was not wearing a sweater.' Moving my eye to look over at him as he finds a hanger. ' Do you not know what happens last night?' Trying to figure something out but my mind was blanket as I shook my head.
Last Night
The night was ending as I was one of the last one there at the bar waving bye to some friends. While I see a car park in front seeing Sam getting out of the car as he helped me in putting on my seatbelt. He went back to his side staring the car once more and drives. 'How was friends night?' He took a glance at me. All I did was smile, 'it was nice just the same old same old honestly.' I moved my hand over to his side as I nod. 'Just missed a certain someone that's all.' I started to feel his thigh as I kept looking at him then down his body. 'Y/n I'm driving right now,' he said with a tone wanting for me to stop. He didn't want to look back at me so he was staring at the road holding the wheel of the car. Coming to a stop light. My hands didn't stop moving. Making their way up to his chest. 'You were lonely Sam.  now I'm giving you my attention with my hands all over you and you just want me to stop?'  Moving my hand to his side of his cheek facing him to me. I stared down at his lips. While he stared back at my lips. Moving my hands slowly to unbuckle myself to lean into him to whisper in his ear, ' I'll let you sex with me,' I pull back with a smirk with the green light reflect our face. Sam stares back at my lips with the pair of lights comes from behind us. He pulls away starting to drive back to the house. After about 15 minutes we were home. Parking the car look over at him feelings over his crotch. Biting my bottom lip he turn off the car pulling me in for a kiss. This kiss was eager. This kiss is for the sexual tension that was happening in the car. He pull me to his side as I sit over his lap. With the kiss moving to a make out in the matter of seconds. He placed his hand on my back pulling me closer to this body against mine. Slowly he pulled back but I wanted more. Trying to kiss more, 'We can't do this now baby,' he made out some word. Looking up at me, 'why not?'  I question as I start feel under his shirt. 'Because I would rather it happen when you are aware of what's happening.
Present day
'After that we both went upstairs to sleep. Till I had to stream a suite stream because it was a promise and a subgoal,' I looked over at Sam as he told what happened. I wanted to stop staring at him only out of embarrassment. All I did was nod. He only gave a small laugh he went up close to me. Putting his hands on my back. 'I'm embarrassed now,' I did a laugh as I looked to the side. 'Well you shouldn't have you were drunk and you wanted to have sex. It's fine baby don't feel embarrassed.' He rub my back then I move  my head to look at him. He kiss my lips softly with a smile. ‘Plus I would rather you remember us having sex than you not remembering anyways.’
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stolasisyourparent · 1 year
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The poll is back people but no Sapnap this time
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yettobedetermined7 · 4 months
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moonwritewastaken · 1 year
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Tales of Christmas Day 15 - cc!Awesamdude x gn!reader
Genre - friends to lovers, Christmas, fake relationship
Warnings - one mention of drinking alcohol
Word count - 1407
Because it’s close to the holidays, you were staying with your parents. You’d been there almost a week now and it was nice to spend time with them after moving out. However, it wasn’t the holidays with the family if there was nothing that went awry. 
After finishing a Christmas themed stream with Tina, you went to grab a drink from the kitchen and ran into your mother. She doesn’t notice you until you open the fridge and grab a can of coke. 
“Guess what, honey?” you turn to face her with a look on your face urging her to continue. While waiting for her to say whatever she was so excited for, you take a swig of your drink. 
“One of my friends is bringing their kid to the party so you’ll have a date” you almost spit out the mouthful of drink you had in your surprise. 
This honestly wasn’t at all what you were expecting her to say, so you didn’t have much time to think of something to get out of it. 
“Mum, I have a boyfriend, I can’t have another date” that definitely wasn’t the right thing to say, nor was it the truth so you had to hope she wouldn’t pry. Of course you wouldn’t be so lucky. 
“Why didn’t you tell me? What’s his name? What does he do? How long have you-” you cut her off before she starts a full on investigation into your made up boyfriend. You didn’t want to have to think of lies you’d have to try and remember. 
“We haven’t been dating long so I didn’t want to rush things” perfect, now she wouldn’t tell you to invite him because it was early on in your ‘relationship’. 
“Honey, you have to invite him! I’m sure we’d love to meet him and we’ll be on our best behaviour” you were screwed. 
You couldn’t say no because she’d just push until you were exposed so you had to try and convince one of your friends to do you a huge favour. Quickly finishing the conversation with your mother with a promise to ‘see what you could do’, you head back to the room you were staying in. After spending a few minutes thinking of who you could possibly ask, you find the solution. You dial his number and wait just a few seconds before he picks up. 
“Hey, y/n!” his voice fills your ears and you find solace for a brief moment. 
“Sam! I need a massive favour” your panicked voice seems to worry him based on his response. 
“Anything you need. What’s up?” he’d soon regret the first part of that sentence you think. Taking a few seconds, you think of the best way to ask. 
“Well, my mum said that she was trying to set me up with one of her friend’s kids so I told her I already have a boyfriend. Obviously I don’t and she told me to invite him so can you pretend to be my boyfriend for a night?” you quickly realised there wasn't a good way to say it so you just ended up blurting it out. He mulls it over for a little before speaking again. 
“Okay. When is it?” you release the breath you didn’t even know you were holding and thank him profusely. The two of you spend the next hour planning out the basics and telling him the details of the party. 
*that weekend*
The party was tonight and you were extremely nervous. Nervous because your lie could exposed, nervous because there was so many things to remember about your ‘relationship’ and nervous because you had to pretend to date your best friend who also happens to be your crush. 
Fast forward several hours and you were doing final touches to your outfit. Taking one last look in the mirror, you take a deep breath and text Sam to make sure he’s almost here because he was meant to help your family set up before everyone else arrived. He confirmed he had just pulled up so you went to meet him outside. 
As soon as you brought him inside, you were swarmed by your parents who were excited to meet your ‘boyfriend’. 
“Oh, y/n didn’t tell us you were so handsome!” your mother was clearly impressed by his appearance (and I mean she wasn’t wrong but it was still awkward). 
“Nice to meet both of you” Sam was as polite as possible as he greeted your parent’s and shook their hands. 
Just as you expected, Sam was bombarded with questions as the 4 of you set up for the holiday party. He answered all of them with ease and it was clear to you that your parents loved him. Thankfully the first few guests were starting to arrive so you were saved for now. 
Most of the party went by with little to no trouble. Once people started feeling the effects of the alcohol and holiday spirit, things went downhill. People had taken it upon themselves to bring mistletoe and hold it above unsuspecting couples who would then kiss just like the age-old tradition. This was fine (albeit it cringe) until you and Sam became the victims of it. 
“It’s the newest couple’s turn!” you and Sam exchange subtle looks of panic before trying to politely decline citing it was embarrassing in front of so many people. 
“No one will mind, you guys make such a great couple!” 
This was literally the worst thing to ever happen to you and you wanted to crawl in a hole. Sam exchanges another look in which you seemed to reach a consensus. It might be better to do it and deal with it later, after all you both knew it didn’t mean anything. Right? So you do it. You hated how much you wanted to do it again but it got them to leave you alone. 
The night ends soon after that and you thank Sam while walking him out to his car once you had helped return the house to it’s preparty state. Once he had left, the overthinking started. You quickly came to the decision that your feelings were wrong and you shouldn’t talk to Sam ever again because he hates you now. Of course this wasn’t true but your brain convinced you so regardless. 
A day goes by and then 4 and you hadn’t responded to any of Sam’s messages and he had given up by day 3. or so you thought. You get a text at about 10pm telling you to meet him outside and as much as you wanted to continue playing your game of one sided hide and seek, you knew if you didn’t then he’d knock on the door and alert your parents. 
As you close the door, your eyes find Sam quite quickly with a bouquet of flowers and a cute polar bear wearing a Santa hat soft toy. He waits for you to get a bit closer, not wanting to raise his voice any louder than he needed to.
“Thank you for coming out” you don’t say anything, wanting to play the unaffected angle. 
“Are you okay? You haven’t been answering any texts or calls” trust him to worry about you first rather than the lack of response. 
“I’m fine” this was when he truly knew something was up because who ever means it when they say they’re fine?
“I wanted to talk to you about the night of the party” the way your stance adjusted told him that was the reason you’d been acting this way by the way he made a face of understanding. 
“I liked kissing you, a lot. I’ve had feelings for you for ages now and so I jumped at the chance to be your boyfriend even if it was only fake” one half of your brain was cursing itself out and the other was spamming question marks at the surprising confession. 
“I- this wasn’t how I pictured this conversation going. I’ve also had feelings for you for ages, too” he smiles at your words while you try and wrap your head around what was going on. 
“Can I kiss you for real this time?” you nod enthusiastically and the kiss was somehow even better the second time. 
That night, you both made a pact to never tell your parents that you weren’t always a couple because you knew you’d never live it down. 
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swordfright · 1 year
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ANON IDK IF YOU’LL EVER SEE THIS BUT
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seokjinniebangtan · 2 years
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DSMP One-shot Smut Workshop
Help me create stories/imagines for hot and juicy smut ;)
Below is a list of people that’ll be included in my stories
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c!Dream
c!George
c!Sapnap
c!Punz 
c!Sam
c!Karl
c!Schlatt 
c!Quackity
c!Techno 
c!Philza
c!Fundy
c!Wilbur
c!Foolish
c!BadBoyHalo
c!Skeppy
c!Eret
c!Nihachu
c!CaptainPuffy
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Below is a list of plot concepts
[gender ----> type of reader -----> kink(s) -----> prompt(s)]
-------------------------------------------------------------------------- ❥ AMAB   ❥ AFAB   ❥ Other:_____ [A] brat!reader  [B] top!reader  [C] hybrid!reader  [D] royalty!reader  ◌ daddy/mommy kink   ◌ choking kink   ◌ belly bulge    ◌ hair pulling           ◌ slapping    ◌ bondage    ◌ gagging    ◌ overstimulation    ◌ breeding         ◌ lingerie    ◌ dacryphilia    ◌ spectrophilia    ◌ voyeurism    ◌ size kink       ◌ sadist/masochist    ◌  degradation   ◌ Other:_____
patience being tested
in heat/rut
jealousy/possessiveness at its finest
bored in the house
late night shenanigans 
threesome | foursome | fivesome | gangbang  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
greater dream smp vs lmanburg
love/hate relationship
7 minutes in heaven
7 days of pleasure, 7 days of no walking
i love punishments
Other:______
AURTHOR SPECIAL  ( ͡°👅 ͡°)
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p-ogman · 1 year
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Broken
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griffintail · 1 year
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Lost Ones Halloween
I managed my brain to write something! They're more like headcanons of what the Lost Ones (With some special guests) would dress as for Halloween. It's just some cute shit for you guys. K! BYE!
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Tommy
(F/L) would dress up just like Tommy in his suit, calling herself Little Trusty and try to trick people into giving her more candy. Tommy would be very proud.
Wilbur
Star would still dress in her L'Manberg uniform but she'd care around a book with Declaration of Indepdance printed on the front and a guitar on her back. Wilbur would be honored by his little girl and make sure she'd get plenty of treats.
Technoblade
Little Blade would dress as Athena (her favorite goddess). Techno would praise her choice and take her out. Though he wasn't really welcomed in the countries, no one was willing to tell him no when he'd lead his little girl in with an axe on his shoulder.
Philza
Phil would be surprised by Angel's choice as she'd be dressed as his goddess. (Techno giving her no influence or help whatsoever. Nope!) Though he'd smile widely at the choice and defend her choice as they went out. He was sure Kristen loved it just as much as him.
Ghostbur
Blue would wear a blue sheep costume and Ghostbur would not stop squealing with joy as he looked at his little girl. It was just perfect and adorable! Her cuteness didn't affect just him either and she most certainly got the best and most treats. (Which she split with Tommy).
Eret
She was already a princess! She wanted to be something different, so instead she put on a cape and crown, calling herself a king instead. Eret would grin and promise she'd make the best king one day. She most certainly felt like a king with the amount of treats she got.
Dream
She was a bit embarrassed with her costume as Dream managed to make time to be there for her. He would stand shocked as she was in a perfect outfit making her look like him. Eventually, he'd tell her he loved it before even giving her a sword to match his as well. No one would dare give less than what she deserved.
Tubbo
Lamb would dress as a bee. Tubbo would keep her on his shoulders all night, letting her "fly around" as they went out trick or treating.
Ranboo
Boo would dress as an enderman. To help her complete her perfect outfit, Ranboo let her have some ender pearls but had her swear to not throw them too far from him. She had fun the entire night and when she accidentally break his rule, Ranboo didn't have the heart to scold her.
Fundy
Kit and Fundy had the perfect plan for mischief! She dressed up as a baby zombie and scared people the entire night, while also making sure to score plenty of treats. (It's alright if a few were someone else's)
Quackity
Duckling dressed as well as duck! Quackity would be unsure about the costume at first but she looked too adorable to say no to. He could never say no to her.
Schlatt
Ram hadn't really planned on going out, but when Schlatt took her out to get an outfit to go out the day before, she was thrilled and knew exactly what she wanted to be. When she came out in a suit, Schlatt was confused until she said she was dressed as the best president, him. Damn it! She had to stop making him feel soft!
Awesamdude
Creeper had thought about dressing as a creeper but thought of one better. She dressed as a prison guard and when Sam would ask her why, she told him so she could go to work with him instead since he was going to work that night. He had planned on letting Sam Nook take her, but, he could afford one night off instead.
Foolish
Pup would dress as a shark. Foolish would absolutely love it and if she didn't get nearly enough as he thought she deserved, he'd make sure she'd get it.
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denzartriste · 22 days
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I had to study mouths in side profiles for this damn thing <3
Long hairs your blorbo and gives one of them a braid
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Foolsamponk, i may be falling to @cyrenescreams propaganda for them. Anyways TALKING of cyrene (nice segway me) This is from chapter 83 of his fic 101 reasons to live and keep living after that, which has the las nevadas crew going through therapy for 101 chapters. Anyways Ponk closeup under cut + more words
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I struggled only a tad with Foolish's jacket because when i made it yellow it looked like a raincoat. So i went shark theme and this is canon to me and me alone. Also the tears in it are from the car incident CYRENE YOU HURT ME I CAN HURT YOU RIGHT BACK WITH THIS ART!!
(ps if i used the wrong terms for Ponk's hair in the image description lmk)
Sorry for talking so much but this is why i put it under cut, anyway Foolish's hair also was made to look a bit more like shark fins! Last thing i had to say okay buh-bye <3
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lookinghalfacorpse · 1 year
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IT'S ABOUT CONTROL BAYBEE esp the way c!sam talks abt the village he helped.... specifically that he Helped them.  like he singlehandedly brought them to a new era, introduced new technology, engineered all their shit.  and you know what?  i bet he Did engineer all that shit and he was great at that.  he also engineered the prison.  and he ruled that too.
he kept the crown.
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Little One | Awesamdude
Summary: Sam worries about his best friend when they disappear to write a 12 page paper.
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Two days. 
You had two more days until your paper was due and you had only written four out of the twelve page requirement. You were beginning to think you would never leave your house again. Chained to your desk, you ignored all phone calls, texts, any mention of the outside world was gone, all you had was you and your essay. 
You were certain your friends and family were probably concerned if you were alive so you had tried to check in every once in a while. However, the texts and calls were far and few between at this point especially since your due date was looming over your head now. 
Sam was starting to seriously worry about his best friend. You had become so MIA all of a sudden it was scaring him. He vaguely remembered that you had a paper due soon but it didn’t mean you had to shut everyone out and start scaring him. He decides on his free Sunday, he’d come over after stream and hopefully catch you where he thought you were. 
You didn’t realize you had been sitting at your desk since the moment you woke up. You were exhausted but couldn’t get yourself to pull away from your work. You lift a hand to rub at your eyes, forcing them open when suddenly your doorbell rings. 
You cast your eyes over to your computer before deciding to get up, knowing deep down it was probably your best friend. When you swing open the front door, your suspicions are right as your best friend stands in front of you. 
Clad in gray sweatpants and a loose t-shirt your heart comes to life for the first time in days. You always felt better, breathed easier, worried less when Sam was around. It was the effect he had on you that never seemed to end. 
You mirror his outfit choice, black sweats and one of Sam's merch t-shirts. You watch as his face falls from one of relief to one of sadness, seeing your tired and weary state. He doesn’t hesitate to enter your apartment, shutting the door behind him before turning back around to you. 
His gaze falls over you once more before he pulls you in, wrapping you up into his arms. You relish in the feeling of his hands on your waist and your arms wrapped around him. 
“Have you eaten today?” he asks, pulling away slightly. 
“Uh,” you hesitate and Sam frowns. 
He pulls a coat off the rack next to him, draping it over your shoulders before pulling you out of the house. You climb into his car without a word, knowing that even if you tried to protest it wouldn’t work. 
“How’s the paper going?” he asks after a few moments of silence. 
“Not bad. Not great but it’s not the worst thing I’ve ever written.” 
“Can I read it?” 
“If I ever finish it,” you joke and Sam smiles, relief flooding through him that you were okay. Since Sam had just recently finished his own degree, he knew how demanding school could be. That’s why he was always so worried about you and when you disappeared doing homework. 
He pulls into the McDonalds parking lot and into the drive thru. He doesn’t even ask your order, knowing what you get every time you go. You’re silent as he gets the food and pulls into a parking spot. He distributes the food between the two of you before diving in. 
“Other than the paper, is everything else okay?” Sam asks carefully. 
You let out a sigh, finally meeting your best friend's gaze and it pierces straight through you. Sam had always been the best at reading you. All he had to do was take one look and every emotion and every thought was revealed to him. It was a miracle he hadn’t caught onto the fact that you were completely and utterly in love with him. 
Sam was starting to wonder if it was healthy for his heart to be beating this fast. It was going ridiculously fast, and he was worried if you could hear the steady pounding from the passenger side of the car. 
Neither of you say anything, Sam running a hand up and down your leg before letting go. When you finish eating, he drives you home and without a word, follows you inside your tiny apartment. 
You end up on your couch, side by side as Sam catches you up on everything you’ve missed. Your focus wavers, trailing over Sam’s features. His scrunched eyebrows as he tells you about stream. His determined but soft eyes as he lights up at the reminder of a funny moment during stream. The curve of his lips as he talks. 
It was mesmerizing, enchanting, it was downright distracting. Sam doesn’t seem to notice though, and you’re grateful considering you’d be embarrassed beyond belief if he noticed you staring. 
You try to tune back into the conversation but get as far as zoning back out and focusing deeply on his eyes. You must be possessed because before you know it, your hand is reaching towards him. 
Your fingers brush over his cheek, causing him to still and turn towards you. You end up with your palm flat on his cheek, your eyes flickering between his and his lips. 
You dive into him, his chapped lips meeting your soft silky ones. He savors you, breathing you completely in not letting a breath in or out. His hands find your thighs, pulling you up and over till you rest on his lap. 
Your hands cup his cheeks, pulling away for a moment only to press your lips back to his as if it’s the first and last time you’ll ever do this. When you pull back for air once more, Sam stills you, his wild eyes searching yours. 
“Are you having trouble breathing little one?” he asks quietly. 
“A little bit,” you admit. 
“Good.” 
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imagines-babes · 11 months
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Euthanasia (aweSamdude)
Hello, today's story is about the song in the title. Euthanasia by Wil Wood. The definition of the word is towards the end of the story. But feel free to search it up. I do hope you enjoy this story. See you next week
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Waking up from the bed, the bed is comfortable and sleep was the best that I've had in many weeks. The colors around me were brighter. Not dull. It was funny. Hearing someone approach my door with the smell of food. Standing up to open the door to see him. With two plates and a smile. 'Sam you know you didn't have to do this you know.' He gives a laugh. 'Why not? Today just feels like one of those special days.' It's a Special Day. I was concerned about what day it was. So for my special day, we did everything I love. We went to get some food. We went to the beach. We went to play at the beach. We went to the park. Went for a walk. Towards the end of the day, we notice a carnival. This is when some things change. We paid for the tickets usually at a carnival there would be lines and people talking. But now it was just us. I meant I wasn't complaining but it was off. As if it was a dream. Sam continues to take me to each of them. Till it was time for the ferries wheel. There was a slight sting to my arm as I jerked it away from Sam. 'I'm sorry I don't know why I did that.' I give a slight smile to Sam he nods. Getting closer to the wheel two familiar faces appear as I ran to hug them both. My parents. They hug me deeply as I cried with joy. Sam was behind me as he held my hand once more and then showed me to our seats. Once he got in the ride started and the sting in my arm slowed my breathing. Then it clicked where I was. Looking over to Sam as he stared in front. 'I'm guessing you figured what's happening,' He asked me. Slowly I nodded. 'How long have I been like this?' He took a breath. '5 weeks almost was 6. But he thought it was time. He never left your side you know.' Placing my head on his shoulder while my eyes started to get drowsy. 'I didn't expect him to leave but if this is how it ends. Will I be able to see him one last time?' My eye stayed closed this time with Sam kissing my head.
That was all in y/n mind. They were in a coma. The reason why was because when they were heading to Sam's house. A car passes a red light hitting them. That accident was over 5 weeks ago. Sam never left their side or even the hospital. He held their hand and just stare at them. He wanted y/n to wake up from this coma they were in. He would give anything to just see their eye or hear them talk once more. He loves them deeply. The doctor would come in to check the pulse writing it on their clipboard. The doctor notice how y/n heartbeat was slowed down by each day. But they weren’t the only ones to notice. He notices it. He notices it going slower. He knew y/n didn't want the pain for him. So the Doctor told Sam there was a way to let him go as painlessly as possible. Euthanasia. It is a drug they use to let the patient die in their sleep. Or the medical definition is the painless killing of a patient suffering from an incurable and painful disease or in an irreversible coma. Sam had to make a decision. Y/n didn’t have no parents. Y/n was adopted by an old couple. The couple died when y/n was 20. So he thought it was time for y/n to go. He knew if y/n was alive that they wouldn't want to let him suffer. On a Tuesday afternoon, the doctor came and put the needle into her arm. They waited to hear the heart monitor goes slower by the second. Sam just stares at y/n with the echoes of the monitor going silent. He held their hand and cried. His mom was behind him rubbing his back. The doctor left them to be.
After an hour, Sam left y/n side and drove to a cliff to oversee the city. Turning off the car as he walks out sitting near the edge. There were things Sam wanted to do with them, wanted to say to them, wanted to live by them, and wanted to grow old with them. He cried on that hill with the sun starting to set. There was walking that was coming towards him. He felt someone next to him take a deep breath. 'I couldn't leave you without saying goodbye.' He knew that voice in an instant but didn't believe it was them. 'Samuel you did the right thing of letting them do that... I didn't want you to suffer more and drag me on.' He turns to the side. He saw their eyes. How innocent their eyes were. How gorgeous they look. How this was gonna be the last they would see each other. 'Would this be the last time I see you,' he asked. With y/n nods, 'Yes but maybe I will appear in your dreams. But Sam I will be there for you not physically but spiritually I will. We had many memories and I want you to cherish them. And whenever your time here is done I will be waiting for you. But you should find someone and start a family. You will be the best dad I know.' Y/n brought up their hand to try and feel his cheek but all he felt was coldness. The sun was setting as the moon rises slowly. Y/n looked towards the sun as they look back at Sam. 'It's time for me to leave,' they stood as he did the same. 'Thank you, Sam,' y/n says with a soft smile as they turn away from him but stop, ' I love you, Sam.' With that, they continue to walk then slowly vanish with the moon appearing. He stares in the direction they left in. With one final breath, ' I love you y/n'
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stolasisyourparent · 1 year
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Sapnap won in the last poll. So I'm making this a contest.
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fluffallamaful · 1 year
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Tickle Therapy AU: Oh my god Dream needing to explain what happened afterwards lmao.
What if after he eventually escapes, Sam — to his horror — has absolutely no qualms about talking about what happened within the prison walls. What if he actively brings it up during a confrontation where he’s demanding that Dream come back because “You’re not fully healthy yet >:( ” and “you know that our therapy sessions were helping, you big baby” others are in earshot and Dream is desperately trying to stop him from going into detail about what exactly their “therapy sessions” entailed. (He told Punz that Sam did stuff, but refused to elaborate.)
(Sam is fed up. Sam gets mean.)
(Things escalate from there.)
ffyzyshsw yes ok so i have a lovely imagine of punz being concerned about the fact that dream seems to be unable to talk about prison. he worries about what sam must’ve done to him in there, if it has affected dream in such a way that every time he asks about it, dream gets all quiet and dismissive. when in reality it’s just dream being way too embarrassed to admit that he had had a year of tickle therapy fxgsgshw
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but omg that’s so heckin cute if sam just apparently has no issues talking about it fxgsg. like a situation where they’ve all accidentally bumped into each other — dream and punz have to pretend to not be acquainted for the moment lmao — like how they did in foolish’s summer home. and sam just starts casually talking about the fact that he tried tickle therapy on dream. like just casually answering all the questions that punz and foolish have about the sessions, and blatantly ignoring the fact that dream is absolutely squirming from the conversation (it’s to be expected)
also fzgshs sam explaining that dream probably should continue his sessions out of prison as well. they were making good progress and it would be a shame to lose it all. then just turning to dream and being like “And he seemed to enjoy it.”
i love the idea of dream trying his hardest to remain calm and collected during sams explanation. like pretending that it was nothing. but then the second that sam suggests that it continues now that he’s out of prison he just absolutely slices up his facade. he cannot help but protest against such talk 😌
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Tales of Christmas Day 3 - cc!Awesamdude x gn!reader
Genre - friends to lovers, Christmas
Word count - 567
This one is a little different but I really liked the idea!
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You and Sam had plans to complete a Christmas film advent calendar of sorts this December and you were beyond excited. Christmas was the best time of year so who better to spend it with than your best friend? The only problem, however, was that you had a huge crush on him. Sam had come to you with a list of films he’d picked out and you couldn’t deny him. You both planned out the days you’d get together and what Christmas activities you’d do together.
A Wedding for Christmas, I’ll Be Home for Christmas, Love Actually and Let It Snow
Day 1 consisted of 4 films playing in succession whilst decorating Sam’s tree. You’d already decorated yours so it was decided his tree would get the festive treatment. It was so sickeningly domestic, watching movies together while decorating the tree was something you wanted to do every single year.
You Make It Feel Like Christmas, Operation Christmas Drop and Unlocking Christmas
The next time you meet is a few days later for films and baking/decorating. Picking a basic sugar cookie recipe, you and Sam spend almost 2 hours baking and then decorating using an array of festive designs. The films played in the background but the two of you were too engrossed in a mini flour fight.
Bad Santa and El Camino Christmas
Activity number 3 was writing cards and wrapping presents you’d bought. Because it’s such a menial task, you wanted to make it fun and get a Christmas chore out of the way at the same time. It turns out that Sam was actually skilled at wrapping presents, so he taught you an easy method while you laughed along to the Netflix playing on the tv.
Merry Madagascar, It’s a Very Merry Muppet Christmas, The Noel Diary and Elf
Because this was the last batch, you and Sam bought a whole bunch of Christmas snacks to eat while watching the films. The variety of genre kept you entertained enough to not cause a food fight like the cookie debacle. After the films, Sam turns to you.
“How’d you like my movie selections, y/n?” Even though the majority had been played in the background, you’d enjoyed what you’d seen. Plus you were with Sam so you didn’t really care what you did.
“They were great!” He seems pleased with your answer but there’s something else to his smile.
“Good, because there’s something else” you’re not sure what he’s referring to which is evident by the confusion on your face.
“I picked the films for a reason, y/n. Check the first letters but leave words like the out” now you were really confused but you take the list he hands you and do what he says anyway.
“W, i, l, l, y, o, u, b- Sam what the hell does this mean?” He laughs before telling you to continue. You sigh before doing just that.
“Where was I? Oh- b, e, m, i, n, e. Will you be mine? What?” This was so sweet and almost felt like you had been sucked into one of the romcoms.
“I really like you y/n” hearing him say it out loud was a whole different feeling.
“Sam! This was so sweet- I- I like you too!”
The rest of the day is spent watching more Christmas movies and eating snacks. However, now you could cuddle up with your boyfriend.
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