#or like goldenbridges

[ibelonginarkham]

HIDEO KOJIMA REPOSTED SAMHIGGS ART AGAIN TODAY

HIDEO KOJIMA REPOSTED SAMHIGGS ART AGAIN TODAY

HIDEO KOJIMA REPOSTED SAMHIGGS ART AGAIN TODAY

HIDEO KOJIMA REPOSTED SAMHIGGS ART AGAIN TODAY

HIDEO KOJIMA REPOSTED SAMHIGGS ART AGAIN TODAY

HIDEO KOJIMA REPOSTED SAMHIGGS ART AGAIN TODAY

HIDEO KOJIMA REPOSTED SAMHIGGS ART AGAIN TODAY

HIDEO KOJIMA REPOSTED SAMHIGGS ART AGAIN TODAY

HIDEO KOJIMA REPOSTED SAMHIGGS ART AGAIN TODAY

[churchofhiggsconfessions]

I uh...I know the vote is still on going for goldenbridges but...here!

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Sam shifted around on the bed. Cold sweat sticking his hair to his forehead and the shirt to his back. Slight tremors ran through him near constantly making it almost impossible to lie still.

Just a fever. That's what Deadman had said when he came to check up on Sam earlier. Just a fever. Easy for him to say when he wasn't the one lying there feeling weak and burning up, sweating in places he didn't even know was possible. He hoped the medication he'd been given kicked in soon. At least enough so he could finally fall asleep.

"Now what do we have here?"

Sam's eyes snap open at the oh so familiar voice that now filled the room. Higgs was standing at the end of the bed, hands on hips. A golden aura seemed to surround him. Even his eyes seemed brighter, more predatory. Sam tries to sit up but both his wrists are now somehow cuffed to the bed rail. He feebly pulls at them but it's no use, they don't budge an inch. Even if he had been at full strength it would still be pointless, they were designed to be unbreakable.

"What the hell are you doing here?!" Sam rasps out. Higgs shifts his weight a little, unclipping the golden skull mask to sit it on the table.

"You tell me Sammy, this is your damn fever dream". He folds his arms across his chest, giving Sam a look as if this was the most normal thing in the world.

"How can I be dreaming if I haven't fallen asleep?" Sam frowns, trying to ignore his slightly chattering teeth and piece together what the fuck was going on.

"How could I be here during the day with that weird dead gu-"

"-Deadman". Sam interupts defensively. Higgs sighs before continuing.

"Yeah yeah, same thing. Whatever. But as I was saying, how could I be here when they are checking up on you constantly right now? How else could I cuff you without you knowing it? Think about it sweetheart. Fever dream, nothing else to it".

Sam hates to admit it but Higgs was making a whole lot of sense. Not that he planned on saying it out loud any time soon.

"Besides, just because you're having a random ass dream doesn't mean we can't have a little fun".

Sam starts getting a tad more nervous as Higgs smirks, climbing onto the end of the bed. Crawling languidly up over Sam like a lion stalking on the Serengeti. He swallows thickly as Higgs is now straddles him, fingers lightly teasing up and down his torso.

"You'll end up getting sick too". His voice is a little quieter than usual, tender almost. Higgs leans down close to whisper in his ear. "Just a dream Sammy, I ain't gonna catch your germs". His tongue darts out to lick up Sam's neck and jaw. "Huh, fever sweat tastes different. Who knew?"

"Stop". Sam whispers, breathing a little ragged as Higgs starts slowly rocking their hips together.

"Make me", he smirks. "Oh wait, ya can't!"

Sam opens his mouth to argue but Higgs silences his with a single finger placed on his lips.

"Shh Sam, I'm just trying to make ya feel better". Higgs rocks his hips a little faster, leaning down to kiss him. Sam feels like he's burning up again and no longer because of the fever. Higgs' lips trails down over his jaw to his neck, teeth nipping playfully at the sensitive skin, sucking harshly on that same spot, determined to leave some kind of a mark. If this was the kind of fever dreams he had then Sam wanted to be sick more often.

"Let me take care of you, please". Higgs pants in his ear. Sam looks unsure for a moment, then again none of this was real so what did it matter if anything happened? Sam bucks his hips up as much as he could.

"Do it".

Higgs kisses him harshly on the lips before pulling back with a look of glee.

"You won't regret this!" Higgs shimmies himself back a little, enough to give him room to "work". He then shifts Sam's clothing to free his long thick member. Higgs licks across his fingers, making a little show of it before wrapping them them tightly around Sam's shaft.

"You'll forgive me if I ain't too keen on getting a mouthful of sweat. I know I don't usually give a shit but you ain't usually shit like this either". He starts to slowly pump him up and down, enjoying the way Sam's eyes fluttered closed, mouth hanging open slightly.

"Thought this was my dream?"

Higgs picks up the pace, thumb flicking over the swollen shiny tip.

"Sure is but unfortunately for you this ain't a lucid dream, so shut up and enjoy what ya get".

Sam smiles a little, finally relaxing into Higgs' touch. He must be dreaming if Higgs had been right twice.

A raspy whimper leaves Sam as he feels Higgs kitten licking his tip, teasingly suckling on it as his hand works him faster. His hips attempt to rut up on their own but Higgs easily holds them down with his free hand.

"Patience Sammy". Using his elbow to now hold down Sam's hips, he brings his free hand across to cup Sam's balls, squeezing and playing with them, encouraging Sam to let go into his waiting mouth. He spits on the hand working Sam, starting to pump more quickly.

"Higgs..." Sam hisses out, trying to give him some warning of what was about to happen. Higgs suckles harder, hand working Sam a fast as he could. With a soft groan Sam cums into Higgs mouth, body feeling a lot more lax than it has done the last few days.

Sam opens his eyes to find Higgs completely gone. He sits up in bed only to realise his wrists aren't cuffed anymore, clothing still in place. His cuff still closed around his left wrist, light blink merrily in the dim room where it always is. Wow...he really must have been dreaming. At least he wasn't shivering anymore, still felt a bit like death though. Sam gets out of bed, stumbling over to the small sink to splash some cool water on his face when something in the mirror caught his eye. There was a darkening red bruise forming on his neck where he had dreamt Higgs lips had been...

Well, damn! 😩😩😩😩😩 I mean, you're not wrong we haven't started officially including goldenbridges content but I'm willing to make an exception for this!!

[higgs-the-god]

Man I really wrote like half the goldenbridges porn huh

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[samporterbbridges]

The duality of man 😂

@runnin-out-oftime

@changethecircumstances

No but seriously I love both of these ideas for the ship name. Tbh their names are so hard to really get a good ship portmanteau besides Ham. Sam literally has so many names porter bridges and then strand. So many to pick from. And ((SPOILERS)) Monaghan isn’t an easy name to mash together with them anyways.

I’m up for using anything really. I’d just like a tag so I can use it next month when I start writing shipping content.

[idontfindyouthatinteresting]

Higgs: OMG FRAGILE I THINK THE PIZZA DELIVERY GUY REALLY LIKES ME?!!?!?!?!?!?!

[boson-nihilist]

Higgs: I hate my face 😔😢😢 That’s why I must always wear a mask and hide myself.

Also Higgs any time he’s around Sam:

[savage-rhi]

Person A: ❝Did you do this on purpose?❞ | B: ❝My chest hurts. My chest really hurts.❞ + Higgs and... Your pick!

Coming right the fuck up you beautiful anon :D!

“Did you do this on purpose?” Sam breathed out, feeling his legs go numb as he lied on the field of grass. He could barely feel anything, save for his own heartbeat as Higgs was lying closeby, giggling up a storm. 

“Somethin’ like that, yeah.” Higgs said as a matter of fact, taking another hit of the cigarette he had been sharing with Sam for the last ten minutes. The former terrorist having spiked the tobacco with a potent strain of marijuana, something he had stolen from a fellow porter hours ago. Higgs too was lying on his back, looking up at the sky as the air around him grew heavier as did the feeling in his chest. As much as the sensations were weird, the experience had been rather pleasant. 

“I outta kick your fucking ass.” Sam said, his voice no longer gruff but more or less timid. 

“As if you could get off your fucking ass, Bridges.” Higgs countered sarcastically as he stretched his arm out to pass the cigarette to Sam. Sam looked at the cigarette and sighed deeply, this was probably one of the stupidest things he had ever done, especially with someone like Higgs but he wasn’t going to lie: chilling out in the nice weather, not worrying about packages, not worrying about Louise being in danger, it was pretty good. He took the cigarette from Higgs, putting the bitter end of it to his mouth and inhaled slowly, taking the smoke into his lungs as he exhaled whatever fears he had out of his system. 

“Why are we even talking to each other again?” Sam asked, feeling a haze form over his eyes as he somewhat quirked his lip into a smile, watching some birds fly overhead. He hadn’t seen such creatures for a long time. 

“Beats the hell out of me. I was gonna fuck you up and ransack your deliveries, but one thing led to another and now we’re here gettin’ lit like old chums.” Higgs said with a shrug, letting out a chuckle as he closed his eyes for the moment. “You know, it's a damn shame we never met before Amelie used us as puppets.”

The sincerity and moroseness in Higgs's voice took Sam aback as he peered at his former rival from the corner of his eye before turning his gaze back up. The air was light, the clouds gently flowing by, no signs of anything like Timefall or BTs in sight. 

“We could have been a hell of a team as porters.”

Higgs had a point that Sam couldn’t deny. It had been something he had contemplated on for the last two years. What ifs never solved or helped anybody, but in this case, it was an idea that never left Sam’s mind after leaving Higgs to his alleged fate on the beach with Fragile. Sam sighed, handing the cigarette back to Higgs who was quick to puff on it.

“You know, for what its worth, you’re not actually that much of a dick.” Sam said with a shrug. The compliment made Higgs smile big, feeling accepted for once though given his stubbornness and trauma, he had a hard time reconciling it. 

“You’re just saying that cause you’re high like me,” Higgs said softly then before he could counter, he accidentally inhaled too much smoke and started to choke, bolting to the side as he gagged. Sam couldn’t help but start laughing as Higgs gasped for breath. 

“My chest hurts. My chest really hurts.” Higgs said, starting to laugh himself in between coughs. 

“Serves you fucking right.” Sam said as he reached over and punched Higgs’s shoulder, causing him to let out a gasp and a final cough. 

“The fuck was that for?” Higgs asked bitterly as Sam shrugged and let out a small grunt, Higg’s attention now fully on him. 

“Just showing you I care in my own way.” 

Higgs smirked, rolling his eyes as he could feel his stomach churning over itself, feeling light and flighty much like his head. 

“You gettin’ touchy-feely again on me like you were on the beach?” Higgs questioned jokingly as Sam let out a quiet laugh. 

“Nah, that was for my daughter. She would have wanted to hit you had she not been trapped in a pod.” 

“Poor thing.” Higgs sounded remorseful then as he sighed, thinking back to when he took the shots at not only Sam but his Bridge Baby too. That was probably one of the lowest things he had done next to forcing Fragile to walk through Timefall. The memory didn’t sit well with him regardless of whatever the drug was doing. 

“When she’s older, and if she ever sees my ugly mug, I’ll let her personally beat my face in.” Higgs offered as Sam turned his head, looking at his former rival. He smiled. Though there was still bitterness between them, he appreciated the thought. Higgs was trying at least. His eyes looked away, facing the sky yet again. 

“Just repent for your bullshit, then we’ll call it good.” 

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[higgs-the-god]

*puts a cat in a shirt* oh fuck yeah

[queen-beefcake-sqx]

Me, after scouring the entire Death Stranding AO3: goddamn it I’m going to have to write HeartSam myself, aren’t I?

[samporterbbridges]

consider: the "go fuck yourself" "fuck me yourself coward" meme but it's with sam and higgs

This is basically pre-romance GoldenBridges in a nutshell.

[thosetwistedtales]

@team-trash-panda @tineidaelux @stdismas @goldenmasked @deathmarked @justdelivers

[eurydia]

the first few chapters of my new fic, gold leaf across your lips, are now up on my Ao3!

Heartman wakes up on Higgs’ Beach.

If they want to survive, they'll have to survive each other first.

(Told through journal entries and prose).

tags and additional info under the cut

Chapters: 4/?

Fandom: Death Stranding (Video Games)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Relationships: Heartman/Higgs Monaghan

Characters: Heartman (Death Stranding), Higgs Monaghan

Additional Tags: Implied/Referenced Suicide, Threats of Violence, Canon-Typical Violence, Death Threats, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Alcohol, Implied Sexual Content, Enemies to Lovers, Spoilers, Explicit Language

[boson-nihilist]

Not to be on a goldenbridges bent today but I imagine Higgs could trace the hand marks on Sam's skin for hours...

[livesoffcoco]

a perfect goldenbridges song is 2-1 by Imogen Heap so like....go check it out 

[savage-rhi]

Hey babe! For the nsfw asks, can you do the voicemail one? With Higgs and Sam? Please?♥️ You're awesome babe😘

@ruinerofcheese coming right up for ya :D!

Sam collapsed in his bed after a long day of running deliveries. Despite separating himself from Bridges, Sam found he couldn’t find other work that was as fulfilling and ended up a freelance porter. He mostly stuck to little communities, places where he wasn’t well known and out of reach from the UCA. For Lou’s sake, Sam had to do what was best for them both. He also had taken up an odd sort of relationship with Higgs, finding out his rival had made it out of the beach alive. Sam knew Fragile didn’t kill him, and she confessed as much, but he was nonetheless shocked when Higgs came waltzing back into his life and further complicated things.

They had an unorthodox partnership, and Sam still couldn’t tell if it was legitimate or if Higgs was pulling his chain. Nonetheless, given that they were both wanted fugitives by the UCA, they had to work together. It was the only way they could survive after what transpired with Amelie and the Death Stranding being over for now. 

Sam clicked on a small button on a bracelet charm he had that he obtained from freelancing, and it activated his voicemail. He sighed, shutting his eyes as the voicemail went through the motions until he was notified there were several from Higgs. Sam let out a grunt, rising up from the bed as he braced himself. He hoped the poor bastard didn’t get himself into too much trouble. 

Hey, Sammy boy, I just wanted to say I’m gonna be running late. Kinda bumped into some..old friends and need to settle the score. I’ll see you at the bunker in a week. Ciao. 

Sam rolled his eyes. 

Oh and uh, I can’t wait to run my tongue over you. Feel your body squirm underneath me. How your muscles flex when I pull and yank on that pretty hair of yours. Hmm. Just thinkin’ about it gets me wild. You’re such a weak little thing. A whimpering mess by the time I have my way. Your moans make my knees weak just thinkin’ about it.

Sam’s eyes widened so big, they could have popped from his sockets. 

Of course, I’m talking about kicking your ass later with a good ol’ fighting match, buttttttttt---I’m a flexible kinda guy if you catch my drift. Bye. For real. This time. 

“Son of a bitch,” Sam muttered, turning off his bracelet as he rubbed his forehead. He had no clue what to do about Higgs in the long term, but for now, he intended on keeping his former rival on a long leash. Preferably far away. 

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