#Sammy Says

[ask-ruined-studio]

Aw sh- well that's not good Is it

[last-knight-who-was]

Well, I just finished Veilguard and I... I'll be honest, I don't really feel anything. Like, with the other Dragon Age games, I felt something when I beat them (especially 2, which fucking broke 17-year-old me.) With Veilguard I don't even really feel all that accomplished. Like, it was a fun game to play, and some of the story ideas were good, though horribly executed, but it didn't ensare me like the other games. All I feel is, like, "That's it?"

Apparently I got the secret ending with the mystery people who have apparently been manipulating everything (presumably the Executors) which I wasn't even trying to do, that was just pure luck on my part I guess. Don't really like the implication that they're responsible for Loghain's decisions in Origins, or everything Corypheus did in Inquisition.

I'm just disappointed.

[samisnotlegend]

Katsuki wasn’t good at remembering to be mean to Izuku in middle school

This is more of a headcanon than an actual theory, but I think that there is solid ground for thinking that while Katsuki consciously disliked and was mean to Izuku, unconsciously he was fond of and even occasionally friendly to Izuku.

There may have been breaks in Katsuki’s derision, maybe even long ones, where he was able to talk and have conversations with Izuku that were totally amicable and nice. An example:

This is right before the entrance exam. Mic has explained that Izuku and Katsuki will be in separate arenas for the physical exam, and Katsuki turns to Izuku and basically says: “so I guess we’re separated, huh?” Izuku is surprised, but answers readily enough.

Then, in the next speech bubble, Katsuki remembers himself. “Don’t look at me!” He says. But he was the one to start the conversation. He was the one to be amicable, first!

Katsuki, distracted and interested in the upcoming test, forgot to be mean to Deku for a second. Then he remembered…

And he backtracks even more! In the first panel, he says that they’re separated so that they can’t help each other. Now it’s so that Katsuki can’t crush Izuku. A total switch in the reasoning and perspective! His expression darkens too. Is he regretting that he can’t crush Izuku, or is he berating himself for his slip-up? Hmm….

Applied, I think that this means that Katsuki’s and Izuku’s relationship wasn’t completely straight forward in middle school. Most likely there were times where Katsuki accidentally treated Izuku like the friend he subconsciously thought of him as.

Maybe they had pleasant conversations on their walk home from school sometimes. Maybe Izuku asked Katsuki for help on a question during a study period and he helped. Maybe Inko dragged Izuku over to the Bakugou’s occasionally, and maybe Katsuki didn’t feel as self conscious when it was just him and Izuku. Maybe he and Izuku could hang out just fine, actually, when it was one on one.

It makes sense, because where we are in the manga now we know that Katsuki has strong, positive feelings for Izuku. Those didn’t appear out of nowhere! They’ve been there the whole time, Katsuki had just buried them for awhile. But children, and especially emotionally-constipated ones like Katsuki, aren’t good at hiding their true feelings. They come out sometimes, or a lot of the times! So most likely, I think that Katsuki exposed his true feelings on occasion and was friendly and even fond towards Izuku.

This would explain a lot of Izuku’s behavior as well. I think many people, when they first read the manga, think: why does Izuku even care about this jerk? Well Katsuki’s good and admirable qualities get revealed over time. But also, it would make sense if Katsuki sometimes treated Izuku as a friend, and Izuku was able to not only see, but to experience, Katsuki’s good qualities.

(In some ways though, this is almost a sad theory! Because poor Izuku probably experienced some emotional whiplash before he either caught on, or got used to it.)

So yeah, I think their relationship has never been straightforward, and that they have always been weird as hell about each other.

Who wasn’t weird as hell about their friends in middle school though?

[shrinking-violetta]

Sweet, sweet Mell tagged me in this sooooo long ago and I started it and forgot to finish it lmaoo @halfmoonshines 💜

Rules: without naming them, post 10 gifs of your favorite TV shows, then tag 10 people.

Np tags: @dearreader @buddiekinard @dam-bluecookies @undersomeonesbed @hamishlinklaters @drivemysoul @entertainmentpdf @gr00vyashley @thaliaisalesbian @neverbesokind 💙

[ofblueberriesandlonging]

i wish my sister was nicer

[sorunort]

hey. don't be sad. mirasif, okay?

[ask-ruined-studio]

Omg yea today is Sammy's b-day!! Happy b-day Sammy :3 (Tell him happy b-day when he wakes up buddy :D)

happy birthday!

[last-knight-who-was]

That's a corded microwave! They cut the plug off the end to hardwire it instead of putting an outlet in the wall to plug it into, which is the far safer and correct way of doing it! I hate who ever did this!

Who wants to see how the previous owners of my house plugged in the microwave

[last-knight-who-was]

Holy shit... that troll was unhinged as fuck! They were also pedojacketing other bloggers and harassing them with suicide baits. Report their ass off of the planet!

Unfortunately, from what I've seen she just keeps making new throwaway accounts to keep harassing people. She literally has no life.

[samisnotlegend]

Wanna write a western au that is just pure nonsense. I am imagining troublemaker Katsuki riding into town… only to be met with the most beautiful Sheriff, Izuku, he’s ever seen. Katsuki then makes it his new life mission to win Izuku over, but Izuku is incredibly dense when it comes to flirting.

Katsuki: Are you a bandit? ‘Cause I think you just gone and made off with my heart. ❤️

Izuku: …No? I’m the sheriff. Kacchan I’ve told you a thousand times -

[shrinking-violetta]

Happy Pride Month My Beloveds 💗💜💙

[last-knight-who-was]

I'm not sure it being a wlw ship would've even helped it for me. The change of director from JJ Abrams to Rian Johnson and back to Abrams has Rey and Kylo written as though they're completely different characters from movie to movie. I can't get invested because none of their interactions are consistent in any way!

I've heard the sequels described as an anti-trilogy before and it's so true. Everything contradicts itself from movie to movie.

[hothammies]

pov you're about to fumble a bad bitch for the second time

[mxltifxnd0m]

pull it to the side ⥁ s. winchester

summary: sam wants to try something out.

pairings: sam winchester x reader, sam winchester x fem reader, [can be read as gn afab! reader]

word count: 1.3K

warnings: MINORS DNI, hint of dom/sub dynamics, oral fem! receiving, biting, slight choking, smug sam, porn w/out plot, no use of y/n, kinda edited

a/n: uhh hi guys this came out of nowhere but it was sparked because of guess by charlie xcx and billie so yeah here it is loll [also the title is a lyric from the song]

anyways enjoy! please like, comment, and reblog!! your feedback fuels me loll!

𝘴𝘢𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

You and Sam all but stumbled into the room, lips attached to one other as you guys hastily pawed at each other, eager to get rid of the troublesome clothes on your bodies. Through the haze of lust, you could tell that you were being pushed back, and you had landed on the edge of the bed. Your lips had finally separated from Sam’s for the first time since you entered the room. 

Your naked chest heaved as you tried to catch your breath underneath Sam’s hungry gaze. You were already so fucked out, and Sam hadn’t done anything but overwhelm you with his kisses and insistent hands. You were stripped naked, barring your underwear, which had yet to be taken off and practically soaked through with your arousal, making the soft white color of the panties almost translucent. 

Sam’s large form loomed over you, making you lean back until your bare back hit the sheets of the bed. Sam’s lips were pulled into a salacious smirk as he hovered over you, his hips slotting in between your open legs. You let out a soft moan as you felt the rough denim of his jeans rut against your clothed core. 

You saw Sam’s lips twitch up further before planting soft, teasing kisses across your jaw and cheek before capturing your lips between his. His tongue breached your mouth instantly, swiping his tongue against yours and making your brain go haywire as his warm hands roamed over your thighs and hips until one of them made it to one of your breasts and started to knead it. A keening whine left your mouth as he pinched the hardened nub in between his fingers. 

A low chuckle rumbled in Sam’s chest. “God, I love your noises.” He mumbled against your lips before biting the bottom one gently. 

His lips left yours, and he skimmed his lips down your jaw with a feather-light touch as he kissed and nipped at your neck. Sam filled your senses as you felt his mouth trail lower and lower, kissing and biting anywhere he could. You knew you would be covered in small bruises and bite marks by the time Sam was done with you, but you couldn’t give a single shit about it at the moment as you felt his breath ghost against your lower belly as he sunk in between your open legs. 

“Fuck.” Sam breathed out when he saw the state of your underwear. “You’re soaking, aren’t you sweetheart?” You could hear the satisfaction in his voice as he left sloppy kisses on your inner thighs. 

One of your hands made its way into his hair, brushing the hair away from his forehead while the other gripped the sheets next to you tightly. When you met his eyes, the hazel in them was non-existent as they were overtaken by the lust that had taken over any rational he had. 

“S’all for you.” You managed to rasp out. 

“All for me?” The smirk that was on his face could have rivaled the devil’s as he sucked a mark into your plush inner thigh. Sam all but shoved his face into your crotch; you felt him take a deep inhale of your clothed cunt and let out a groan. “You smell so good.”

A soft whimper left your lips as his lips kissed your covered mound through your underwear. Sam started to lap at your cunt through the soaked material, making it even wetter. 

“Fuck.” He said with a grunt. “You’re so wet. I can taste you through your underwear.” Sam went from licking to kissing at your clit. 

You could feel how your underwear was stuck to your cunt like a second skin. Low moans and whines left your parted lips as Sam mouthed at your cunt, licking and kissing at it with your soaked panties acting as the only barrier between your dripping core and his mouth. 

One of Sam’s hands left your thigh to pull the material of your underwear taut against you, making a small yelp escape your mouth at the new sensation. 

Sam pulled away for a moment. “Bet if I could make you cum just like this.” He said to himself, tugging the underwear tighter against you.  

You tugged at the strands on top of his head, making Sam look up at your shaking head. “Take them off.” You pouted at him. 

You moved the hand that wasn’t in Sam’s hair off of the bed and to the waistband of your underwear. Sam acted quickly and used his free hand to grab your wrist and pin it back down on the bed. 

Sam moved from his spot between your legs to hover over you, your hand falling from his hair as he shook his head and looked at you with a stern glare.

He clicked his tongue at you. “You’re not in charge tonight.” 

You couldn’t help the scowl that formed on your face. Before you could even blink, both of your wrists were pinned above your head in one of Sam’s hands on the headboard while the other wrapped around the base of your neck loosely. 

“You wanna act like a brat tonight? Because I’ll treat you like one.” Sam’s nostrils flared as he leaned closer to you, his nose brushing against yours, and you held his fiery gaze. 

You shook your head at him. “Wanna be your good girl.” 

“Then you’ll take what I give you.” The hand that was at the base of your neck moved up to wrap around your neck, but he didn’t put any pressure on it. A small whimper left your lips at the feeling of Sam’s big hand around your throat. 

Sam sent you a dark smirk before kissing you fast and hard. “Keep them there.” He squeezed your wrists before slinking down your body until he was face-to-face with your covered cunt again. He pulled your underwear hard against you and wasted no time trying to get you to cum. 

You wished you could feel his talented tongue against your bare cunt, but pleasure still surged through you as you felt him press his tongue hard against you and focused on your clothed clit. Sam managed to suck at it through the fabric, making you buck against his mouth. You could feel the familiar heat brew in your lower belly as Sam continued his ministrations. You were writhing on the bed, trying to keep your hands against the headboard as you tried to grind against Sam’s face. 

Sam threw an arm around your hips, keeping you in place as he ate you out like a man starved. Loud moans erupted from the back of your throat as you felt yourself coming closer and closer to the edge. 

Sam could tell you were getting close. “You gonna cum, pretty girl?” 

“Yes!” You gasped.” Pl-please let me cum.” You all but whined out, tears welling up in your eyes. You were so worked up, and all you wanted was for Sam to let you cum and finally fuck you. 

Sam chuckled against you, the vibrations making the warmth in your core even hotter. “Gonna make you cum.” He doubled down, wanting to make you cum as soon as possible. 

You were covered in a sheen of sweat as you felt the band in your core become tighter and tighter. Sam took your clit and sucked on it hard, biting it lightly, and the band snapped. Your mouth was open in a silent moan as pleasure racked through your body. Sam mouthed at your soaked-through underwear as you came down, shiny with his spit and your cum. 

Sam planted soft kisses up your body and pressed a chaste kiss against your lips when you finally calmed down. You let out a low moan as you tasted yourself against his slick-covered lips. You didn’t realize that your eyes had closed until they fluttered open to see Sam’s satisfied smile. 

“Told you I could make cum with them on.” 

[samonroegf]

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sam monroe is the type of boyfriend to always keep your favorite strain of weed on him.

sam monroe is the kinda guy to smoke the same cigarettes as you so he always has one for you to bum.

sam monroe is the type of boyfriend to burn cd's for you.

sam monroe is the kind of guy to take you on dates to the skate park and teach you how to skate.

sam monroe likes to keep polaroids of you in his pockets or his wallet. the good ones he keeps in the back so no one sees them but him.

sam monroe is possessive, he'll mark you up constantly so that everyone know that you're his.

getting matching piercings with sam monroe, feels like a dream, he gets his lip pierced and you get your nose done. holds your hand as you're getting it pierced. he helps you take care of it and everything.

sam monroe loves just laying in bed with you, doesn't matter what you're doing as long as you're touching each other.

sam monroe’s favorite thing in the world is when you suck hom off, he loves how innocent you look batting your eyelashes at him.

sam monroe loves having his fingers in your hair, lazily dragging through the locks especially if your head is on his chest. it's one of the times he truly feels alive.

sam monroe who works on a broken down truck that he starts to drive. bunch of band stickers on the tailgate.

sam monroe who comes to your house everytime he fights with his parents.

sam monroe who makes sure to roll pink joints for you, because nothing but the best for his princess.

sam monroe’s favorite pet names for you are princess, baby, and angel.

sam monroe doesn't usually like pet names but there's something about you calling him pretty boy that makes him blush.

sam monroe is the type of boyfriend to cage you in between his arms in a mosh pit to make sure you don't get hurt.

sam monroe lives off of cigarettes, cokes and blunts.

sam monroe’s favorite position is doggy, particularly when he brings your back against him.

sam monroe writes poetry in his free time but if you ask him about it, he'll deny it to his grave.

[last-knight-who-was]

I used to play Goldeneye and Ocarina of Time on the N64 at 15-20fps max. There's never been a point where I cared about a game running more than 60fps lmao

unironically the constant push for higher-fidelity graphics in games is so frustrating. there's no breathing room for PC or console hardware. any and all gains in hardware performance are immediately mulched by developers deciding their game needs to be 210gb and run at 8k resolutions with completely unoptimized high-resolution textures for every fucking thing on screen and also every light needs to have 4k dynamic shadow maps and volumetric effects and there's egregious particle effects all over the place