#Sam rambles

[nuttyavenueyouth]

Average arcane act 2 experience </3…(Read More)

[samuels0art]

Last song:

Like That by Future, Metro Boomin, & Kendrick Lamar

Angel of small death and the codiene scene by Hozier (this is my fav song ever omfg)

Favorite color

forest green and sage green

Last book

1984 (george orwell) and now im reading Murtagh (christopher paolini)

Last movie

hunger games 1,2,3, and 4

Last show

hannibal nbc

httyd

Sweet/Spicy/Savory

sweet!!!! or savory but mostly sweet

Relationship status

taken! i’ve been dating my bf for almost 3 years now :>

Last thing I googled

wordle (i wanted to play play the wordle idk)

Things i'm excited for

christmas!!! i have a bunch of books on my list and i hope to get a bunch of them :)

kendrick lamar at the halftime show NFL 🙏

Jan. 31st (3 year anniversary for me and my bf :3 yay)

Current obsessions

Gravity falls

sherlock holmes

FAITH: THE UNHOLY TRINITY

kendrick lamar & hiphop history

hannibal HANNIBAL HANNIBALLLLL

httyd <3

i tag @tumbochka-does-art @cipherexists @pichuamiibo @chaotic-librarian @sergeantjessi

ten people i'd like to get to know better

Tagged by: @cedarxwing and @blushingunderwar, thanks babes <3

Last song: Big Man Baby Girl (back in to me) by Tawnted (i'm currently listening to my hannigram Brain Rot playlist LOL)

Favorite color: do i have to pick one? if yes, sage green. if no, the entire color palate found in red rock country (in/around Moab, Utah, USA)

Last book: all about love: new visions by bell hooks

Last movie: the new Beetlejuice movie! 10/10, very enjoyable

Last show: currently watching Mary & George, but the last show that i finished all the way through was Agatha All Along!

Sweet/spicy/savory: spicyyyyyyyyy (i will not let my midwestern white bread upraising dictate my tastebuds, damn it)

Relationship status: married

Last thing I googled: sumproduct function excel (troubleshooting my weighted average formula in my reading spreadsheet to weight my fic ratings by word count. tl;dr, i tend to rate longer fics higher)

Current obsession: my fic tracking spreadsheet and creating my own personal ao3 wrapped for this year! been talking @serri-i's ear off for the past two weeks about this, and i have no intention of stopping <3

Looking forward to: my partner is out of town this weekend so i'm taking myself on a date out to dinner and to see Gladiator 2 (the original Gladiator was one of like 5 movies i had on DVD, King Arthur (2004) being another one lmao)

in the most low pressure way possible, tagging @serri-i, @gabalicious-g, @greenfinchwriter, @will-grahams-tshot, @incidentsofunknownorigins, @absurdthirst, @thewritingramblingsofstacey, @hannibals-grahamcracker, @ozymandian-circus, @serdaigledanslame

[insomnia-and-caffeine]

Average arcane act 2 experience </3

[k9effect]

Want to hear something funny? Akinator would have been called AI if it was released today. None of this "AI" bullshit is actually anything intelligent. It's programs and algorithms and computer mimicry. It learns nothing. Chatgpt and openai and midjourney are just Akinator. The term "AI" is just a marketting ploy thats working painfully well with the people who don't understand that this tech has been around and in use for YEARS. Akinator was relased in 2007. Its just slightly more advanced Akinator tech, but its not anything artificially intelligent. I really wish we'd stop calling it "AI"

[samwellwinchesterthebrave]

Thinking about bucktommy being playful. Buck poking Tommy in the side to get his attention. Tommy ruffling Buck's hair and messing up the styling. Them giggling together in bed while Buck is researching something on his phone. Laughing during sex, finding ticklish spots, trying something new and finding it to be absolutely ridiculous.

Just. Playful bucktommy and being comfortable and safe enough with each other to be silly and whimsical

[heartz4hisch]

SHUT UP IM CRYING

[wanderingcas]

anybody else doing unofficial novel writing month this november? i'm doing my own thing outside of the event so if anyone wants to cheer each other on... i'm suffering too lol

[souplix]

ok im fine

im ok im ok im ok im ok im ok im ok

[toastby-4s]

I was browsing Spotify playlists and feel the need to comment that Edwin Payne is a sassy It Girl and I love that for him. The melancholy, poetic songs definitely have their place, but tell me that man wouldn’t grow to LOVE pop-rap

[alovenotsofragile]

fixer upper isn't exactly a fandom favorite, but god i love that song and the entire sequence so much.

i feel like throughout the song you can see anna's underlying feelings for kristoff perfectly if you pay close attention. when the song starts off she starts objecting and stating that she's not available but as it goes on its like she completely forgets about hans even exists lol.

her smiles, THAT GIGGLE she lets out after the "unmanly blondeness" comment, every little face she makes just indicates that she obviously likes kristoff more than just a friend even if she doesn't realize it herself.

we all see kristoff clearly falling in love with her during the movie, but these subtle signs from anna usually go unnoticed and it's a shame because ITS SO DAMN CUTE. SHES SO CUTE. THEYRE SO CUTE.

[samsspambox]

"Don't come to Hooters," Luke Pearce says to the camera in a nasally voice, tears forming at the corners of his eyes. He sniffles before he continues. "T-There aren't any owls. Only boobs. Peanut was so sad."

The camera pans over to a dejected Peanut chirping in such a sad manner it makes anyone with a heart feel bad for the bird. "He wanted to make friends!"

[it-feels-pink]

i love you bughead

[bluemoondelight]

Oh you guys are not ready for the "Wade and Logan comforting each other through their nightmares" fic that I'm writing rn.

[tsunamibuckley]

how do 911 mutuals know each other so well and they're all friends??? im genuinely asking bc i feel y'all are so tight and im in my corner like 🧍🏻‍♀️ is there a cool gc i can apply to or??? 💀

[k9effect]

Tiktok's censorship of words like rape, kill, murder, abortion etc. etc. as well as censoring hard to hear topics, over the past few years has deeply contributed to the sanitisation of the internet and therefore directly resulted in the birth of "fandom purists" and the destruction of old fandom culture (the death of "don't like, don't read", "ship and let ship" mindsets as well as safe spaces for dark and "immoral"/unethical storytelling i.e "dead dove: do not eat") in a way that has fundamentally changed the mindsets of people who are new to fandom spaces and now view these such topics as wildly inappropriate for any social space as well as deeming anyone who is intrigued by them narratively or creatively as "immoral" and a bad person. In this essay I will

[samwellwinchesterthebrave]

Something soft and sweet, maybe Buck feeding Tommy a dessert Buck made himself. As intimate as you wanna go 💕 thank you

Aww, that sounds very sweet. Tooth-rotting fluff is one of my specialties. :)

The loft smells like cinnamon and nutmeg. It coats the air like molasses, sneaking under the door and into the hallway. Tommy inhales deeply as he steps inside. The door closes behind him and Buck turns to gift him one of those bright sunshine smiles Tommy treasured. He studied it for a moment, tucking it away in his memory in a bubble of amber so it would never be forgotten.

"You're early, sweetheart," Buck said, coming around the island and pulling Tommy into his arms. They kiss softly, a gentle press of lips. Then again and again. "I'd hoped to have the pie ready before you got here."

"It smells amazing in here," Tommy said, inhaling again. This time, the warm scent of Buck's skin accompanied the cinnamon. It made Tommy's mouth water. "What are you making?"

"Apple pie," Buck replied, turning and gesturing towards the mess in the kitchen. He kept his arm around Tommy's waist, holding him close. "Thought I'd go traditional for dinner tonight. Never made one before. It's got about ten more minutes."

"Long enough for me to do this, then," Tommy replied

Slowly, Tommy walked Buck backwards to the island. He rewarded each step with a kiss. One on each eyelid, one on the tip of his nose, one on the curve of his chin, two each on his cheeks, one on his birthmark. He let his lips linger over the strawberry-colored mark as Buck leaned into the island.

Then, finally, Tommy brought his lips down to capture Buck's again. He wrapped his arms around Buck's waist, pressing their chests together. He could feel their breaths syncing up, moving in and out with each other. For a moment, he swore he could feel their hearts beating in time. The sensation made him feel light, giddy, and so very at home. It made the next words out of his mouth all but inevitable.

"I love you," Tommy whispered against Buck's lips. He couldn't help stealing another kiss as their lips brushed together on the last word.

"What?" Buck whispered back, more breath than voice. As if he was afraid of breaking the moment. "Do you mean that?"

"Yeah, yeah I do," Tommy said. He leaned back enough to meet Buck's eyes, half afraid and half hopeful of what he'd find there. "Is that okay?"

"More than okay," Buck smiled, curling his arms around Tommy's neck and bringing him down for another kiss. This one had hunger burning around the edges of it though, for now, it was still soft and gentle. "I love you too."

Tears burned in Tommy's eyes as he broke the kiss to look at Buck again. All he could see was joy and happiness and, yes, love. None of the fear or doubt or regret he'd been afraid of seeing. A chuckle rumbled in his chest and suddenly, he couldn't not touch Buck's skin. Couldn't not be as close to him as possible.

Sliding his hands under Buck's shirt, Tommy splayed his fingers over the skin of his back. Buck's skin was soft and warm as he arched into Tommy's touch. They kissed again, Buck's hand sliding into Tommy's curls to scratch at his scalp.

They kissed for a honey-sweet eternity until a bright dinging sound brought their attention back to the kitchen. Buck broke the kiss with a huffing laugh, mock-glaring at the kitchen timer on the island.

"I should get the pie out of the oven," Buck said, pressing two more kisses to the corners of Tommy's mouth. "Five seconds then I'm back in your arms."

"Deal," Tommy replied, rubbing his hand up and down Buck's back once. "I'm counting."

It took a little longer than five seconds but, once the pie was cooling on the stove, Buck and Tommy laughed and caressed and kissed their way up the stairs to Buck's bed.

Later, they would share a slice of pie and ice cream, feeding each other bites and licking the taste of apple and joy out of each other's mouths.