#// about : samuel

[renee-writer]

Awake Chapter 149 About Samuel

AO3

“Alice, do you see anything happening? She is still fluctuating. No. Nothing new. Bella just had a very vivid nightmare of a fight. Yes, probably stress. Jacob just wanted me to check. Yes, that would be a good idea. Thanks. Okay. See you soon.”

 

He walks back in.

 

“Alice sees nothing new. Tanya still hasn’t made up her mind. She and Jaz are coming by. Alice to reassure you, Bella, and Jaz to calm.”

 

“That’s perfect. Oh, I need to start supper, the boys and you must be starved.” She directs to Jacob.

 

“Be still Bella. Edward can pick something up. You need to rest and,” he kisses her nose, “eat as well.”

 

Edward leaves to fetch them supper and Bella turns her attention to their son.

 

“What are we going to do about Samuel?”

 

“I will spend as much time as I can working with him. Until he is more under control, I would like another adult with you when you take them out.”

 

“That won’t be a problem for awhile.” She sighs

 

“I know baby. Hopefully Tanya will give up soon..”

 

“Daddy,” Samuel walks out hand in hand with Solomon, “you gonna spank Samuel?”

 

“Samuel come here.” He takes him in his lap. Solomon climbs up in Bella’s, beside Faith, thumb in his mouth, as he watches his daddy and brother.

 

“Do you think I should spank you?”

 

“No.”

 

“You threw a fit and hurt your mommy.”

 

“I sorry mommy.”

 

“Daddy and mommy know you are sorry and we forgive you. Samuel, you are the oldest. Daddy needs you to be a big boy when you are with your mommy and brother and sister. Can you try really hard to do that?”

 

“Yes daddy. Samuel sorry. I be better.”

 

“Okay, but if you do it again, daddy will have to spank you, because I love you and want what’s best for you.”

 

“I love you.” Samuel reaches up to hug him. He hugs him back before taken Solomon and hugging him too.

 

“Daddy loves both his big boys. I am proud of you for being a big boy, Solomon, and behaving for your mommy and Uncle Edward.”

 

Solomon smiles up at him but doesn’t say anything. Carlisle assures them that he will talk when he was ready. He is just letting Samuel talk for them both now.

[ghostsberry]

demoman!!

[a-somewhat-wiser-sicilian]

I had to go back and check because I had a feeling but

Computer... Enhance

My suspicions were confirmed

THAT'S what was filling me with dread this entire time. They not only had the guy who made one of the best horror shorts I've ever seen as a silly character, but as a consultant because they decided they ALSO wanted to do some fucking scary VHS timeloop stuff.

[sky-is-the-limit]

People who make art of Simon/Ghost and give him Samuel's features, I love and appreciate you a lot more 🖤

The cruel comments this sweet man has received for not looking like damn supermodel as if Simon was said to be one, are disgusting.

Samuel is beautiful inside out, and he deserves to see his face on the character he so well portrays. He IS Simon 'Ghost' Riley.

[gaynoblesix]

[st-hedge]

*wheezing and heaving* *shoves metal gear solid and nier automata into a blender* *slams the shitass smoothie into pint glass* *hysterically throws it back* i finished the line up. im at peace now

[anyknotrants]

-breakfast in the Wayne kitchen-

Jason: *making scrambled eggs*

Dick: *eating his cereal*

Tim: *drinking his 5th cup of coffee*

Damian: *comes in in a too big tee, his hair a mess, and still half asleep*

Dick: morning sleepy head

Tim: *grunts in greeting*

Damian: 'morning...

Dick: *chuckles* well someone was up last night

Damian: *grunts* 'was doing homework *goes for the coffee pot*

Dick: *hums*

Jon: *comes in, somehow looking even more tired that Damian*

Jon: morning...

Jason, not even turning aroud: good morning, homework

Dick: *chokes on his food*

Damian: *blushes hard*

Jon: ??

[karvviie]

have i mentioned that i’m a red team locus truther

(this is old art. earliest is from 2020)

[wannaeatramyeon]

Lookism x Reader: "What are we?"

G/N. Relationship questions. Goo, Johan, Gun, Jake, DG, Samuel, Ryuhei. Masterlists

"What are we?" You blurt out. It gurgles up your throat and past your lips.

The question is unprompted. In truth it was something constantly running through your mind though you had never discussed it.

He stares, for a moment, like a deer caught in headlights before regaining his composure.

A sly smile slithers over Goo's face.

Even his glasses seem to somehow glint playfully in the light.

"What was that, sweetheart?" He asks, tilting his ear closer to you.

He knows that you know that he heard you perfectly yet he still likes to be difficult.

"Nothing," you mutter, rolling your eyes as dots of pink appear on your cheek.

His smile grows at your reaction. "Really, nothing?" You ignore him. "Didn't sound like nothing."

"..."

"Sound like you asked what we," he gestures at you and him, "are."

"Why are you being an asshole if you heard me then," you snap and he shrugs, unperturbed by your insult.

"Don't be like this," Goo purrs, slinging an arm around your shoulder and pulling you close, other hand adjusting his glasses. "You're mine, and that would make me yours."

Ugh. You had considered shoving him off until he said that. He always knows what to say to keep you sweet and you're an absolute sucker for his unhinged charms.

"Happy, cupcake?"

Yeah, you're very happy. But you still refuse to look at him, even as a smile settles on your face.

.

.

"What?" Johan asks.

"What do you mean what?"

"I mean what-" he abruptly stops and clears his throat, face flushed. He looks anywhere but at you. A fascinating spot on the wall, a stain on the floor, somewhere over the horizon that he's contemplating sprinting off to.

"What were you going to say?"

Mustering up all his courage, he manages not to run off. Instead, he mumbles something under his breath that you can't catch.

"What?" You ask and god, if you say what one more time, you're going to fling yourself into incoming traffic.

Johan looks physically pained, as if he would rather go ten rounds with Gun Park than repeat what he said. But he can do this. He isn't a coward.

... That doesn't mean he needs to look at you while he says it though.

"You're Eden and Miro's favourite person. We talk about getting more puppies together. We do everything together." His ears glow bright red. "You met my mom. She talks about you all the time. She keeps giving me advice-"

"Ok, ok," you grin, taking his hand. Bless his sweet tortured soul, because he hasn't really officially said you're together but you can take a hint. "I guess it sounds like you're my boyfriend."

With a sigh of relief, Johan turns to you wearing a soft smile. "Yeah. I guess I am."

.

.

"You're not clear?" Gun asks with an eyebrow arched.

He looks pointedly at you wandering half naked in his home, his shirt you're wearing barely covering your ass.

"I just-" you bluster, yanking the offering garment lower and likely stretching it but fuck it. "We never said."

Gun gives you a look. One when he thinks you're being particularly insolent or ignorant.

"Don't I spend all my spare time with you?"

"Yes but-"

"Don't I give you complete access to every part of me?"

"Yes-"

"Didn't I introduce you to Charles?"

"And Goo." You add with a grin as Gun's jaw tightens. The latter was unplanned and unwanted. Goo had practically stalked him to his date and then played a very chatty third wheel.

He ignores your comment, just like he tends to ignore most things to do with Goo. "I thought it was obvious I can't see a future without you."

"Oh." You feel the grin tugging at your lips.

"Now are you clear?" Gun asks, eyes warm and lips lifted too as you nod.

.

.

"We?" Jake gives you a full toothy grin.

"Us."

"Our relationship?"

"Yes," you press, giving him a fond shove.

"Well," he starts ticking off his fingers, "Somehow I think Jerry is more loyal to you than me. Brad thinks you're more fun. Jason prefers you as the boss. Lua just prefers you fullstop. And I'm sure Lineman is even more in love you with you than I am-"

Jake slams his mouth shut. His eyes widen as he realises what he just confessed.

He was supposed to joke around how you've usurped him as the actual boss of Big Deal and he's now your lowly peon doing your bidding.

Not that he’s in-

It should be obvious to anyone with eyes that you're together. That Jake is your boyfriend. It's nice, he guesses, to officially confirm that and put that little worried wrinkle between your brows to rest.

But it is far far too early for him to throw the 'L' word around. He's worried about scaring you off and burdening you with more than you can bear-

"Hmm," you cut in on his spiralling thoughts, tapping your finger on your chin thoughtfully "I dunno. I think Lineman is even more in love with my boyfriend than I am."

Your words sink in. Jake turns to you, grin on his face once more and presses a kiss to your cheek. "Sounds like we both have competition."

.

.

"About that," DG starts, and your heart sinks.

That surely isn't a good sign, right?

"What do you think?" He slides over a piece of paper to you and you find a press release printed.

Your eyes clock the picture of you two, looking very cosy and coupley - his arm around you and your head on his shoulder. It's a very flattering picture of him, although when is this guy not photogenic? It's not a bad one of you either.

Beneath it sits a few lines. You scan over the words. 'Relationship', 'Dating', 'Respectful', 'Privacy' stand out.

You glance up to find him staring intently back at you. Leaning forward, elbows resting on his knees and fingers steepled together.

It's a tell. You know him well enough by now to see that his nerves are flaring beneath the cool mask.

This is a big step for him, but an even bigger ask for you. To subject yourself to the limelight and his fans and accept who he is, the life he lives.

There was never any doubt.

"It's great." You grin, and he gazes at you, half lidded and with a small smile. 

.

.

"Whatever you want us to be," Samuel says with a smirk, and you internally frown at him, batting the ball so easily back into your court.

You suppose you only have yourself to blame.

You should know by now he would be avoidant when there's a lot to lose.  That overplaying his hand means showing you too much of his vulnerability.

Although you had really hoped by now it was obvious how you felt about him

"But-" he continues, curling himself around your back and wrapping his arms around you, "I think I've settled into the position of boyfriend well."

His lips, time and time again, is drawn to the sensitive spot on your neck.

"Don't you agree?" He asks before nipping at your skin.

You breath hitches and you stammer your agreement.

.

.

"I've been wanting to ask you this at a better time," Ryuhei scratches awkwardly at the back of his head.

“Ask me what?”

He mumbles to himself in his native tongue, as if praying for courage and trying to steel himself.

"Are you ok?" You ask, watching him fumble inside his long coat.

"Never better!" He says though he's now grown paler than you have ever seen and there's a sheen of sweat across his brow.

He lunges forward, landing on one knee with a painful thud as you take a step back.

Wincing, he snaps open a ring box with the biggest diamond you have ever seen.

"Oh my god, our first date was only two months ago!" You say at the same time as he asks-

"Will you marry me?"

[juice-box-addict]

discworld has taught me to fall in love with people passionate about something.

she cares about the golems even when doing so actively puts her life in danger? hot

he goes to evil, sinful lengths for the sake of his little post office? smexy

he may be an incompetent, judgemental alcoholic, but he’d give it all up in service of his beloved city? smash

she sacrifices all semblance of the nobility that she grew up being taught to emulate in order to create a sanctuary for the most fragile, stupid beings on the disc? MARRY ME

[funsizedshark]

waiting for godot, samuel beckett // interview with the vampire, s2ep5, "don't be afraid, just start the tape"

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[camo-wolf]

"Clark came out to find Jon standing on the roof again looking up at the constellation"

"It's the 3rd time this week"

Clark-Jon you should get some rest

Jon-but he will be alone and I told him i won't let him be

Clark-... Jon he's gone

Jon-but he's right there shining so bright

[gearbroth]

question: how many of yall actually fw doom

[x-fag]

hi i brought you this

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[youareinlove]

one of the many things i love about mean girls (2004) is that aaron samuels, who's meant to be the main love interest or whatever, could be replaced by a man-shaped vase and nothing would change. he is treated the same way that women are treated in male-led films with male audiences. his role in the story is entirely passive. he's not meant to do anything but stand there, and he's not even supposed to be the pinnacle of attractiveness or anything. he is the most Just A Guy to ever exist. he ken-ed before ken could ken. this movie doesn't pass the reverse bechdel test or the reverse sexy lamp test and it was iconic for that!

[shanastoryteller]

it would make dean fucking furious, but i actually love the idea that jack sometimes calls sam "sammy" and that sam lets him. he's the only one besides dean that doesn't get "it's sam"

jack is always watching dean, and while part of that is search for dean's approval, the rest is because it teaches him how to interpret and be loved by sam

he calls him sammy when he's scared, or worried, or even relieved (seeing sam after lucifer brought him back would definitely elicit a sammy)

dean says it and it's sammy (protected)

jack says it and it's sammy (protector)

i also think he's seen dean and sam hug each other, sees how sam scrunches himself up so dean can still get his arms over his shoulders and folds beneath his brother. and when sam hugs jack, he hugs him sort of like dean hugs him, like how jack thinks dean used to hug sam twenty years ago

being enveloped, sam hunching over to keep him tucked into him, and for a moment jack feels like nothing can get to him

(sam used to feel this way too)