#sam 💜

[lover-of-mine]

Hey Anna! Any Greys thoughts this week? 💚

Hi baby!! Sorry, it took me a minute to watch last week's episode, and I just finished yesterday's. Well, I gotta say, I haven't cried this much during a greys episode in a while lol. Mika's accident along with Levy's goodbye tour, I was sobbing. It's been a while they've done a good working on one of your own episode, I like those. But overall, Sophia Bush 🫶thanks for reminding the audience that Teddy is in fact queer. I'm confused about how they are handling the jolink of it all, I think it's very realistic with Jo's depression but I am eyeing it suspiciously. I'm wondering if Amelia is now the "wise person" and she's just around to play therapist, give her a plot please 😭

All the interns losing it because Mika was nice, obsessed with Jules being all weird even with the babies when they always use the nursery as the "be happy now" space. The accidental I love you with Lucas and Simone was funny, and I didn't roll my eyes every time I saw them together, so progress. I love that Ben is back, Ben and Bailey the one couple in this show that never disappointed me. I'm getting more invested on Ndugu lately, I feel like detaching him from Maggie forced them to give him his own motivations and I like it a lot. Owen and Teddy deeply confuse me tho. They're good, then Owen overreacts and they are bad and they remember they are best friend rinse and repeat lol. But I guess that's because I don't like Owen saoskaoks

I'm enjoying the season more than I expected for real, it's been funny, dramatic, over the top with surgeries on helicopters, it's been fun. I wanna see if they'll play into Jules feeling guilty about Mika staying awake and Mika feeling guilt for driving and how that will tie to Blue, with Chloe dying and all that to finish her arc. I was scared they were gonna go full greys and kill her off, so I don't know what to expect.

[babygorewhore]

Im finally going to watch trap and think of you while watching it!!

Ahhhh!!!!! Yay!!!!!!!!!!!! I hope you like it my love!!!!!!! He’s so hot 😫😫😫😫😫

[mistninja]

hiii!!! 💜 how are you doing?? you’ve probably already talked about it but i just saw it and it made me think of you, what do you think about the opla s2 casting?? i’m curious about what you think of it hehe and how do you feel about those we haven’t seen yet???

many hugs and kisses!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HI SAM!!! Its so nice to see you!! I'm doing well, this month has been a little though but things are getting better <3 how are you?

god im SO happy with the casting so far!! it makes me very optimistic that they are pulling somewhat big names to be on the show. Dastmalchian as Mr 3 is sooo perfect. the only thing that bothers me is that some of the actors seem a little too young (like smoker's) but overall they look fantastic :D I was hoping we would at least have Vivi's casting by now tbh but im really looking forward to the next batch of casting announcements, especially since the casting call for Robin said they were looking for a latina/hispanic woman. There are some rumors for Vivi and Crocodile that seem plausible, but i dont want to especulate too much

[caveundertree]

Sam Gamgee

Hero

[gracewolf43]

procrastinating studying for exams :P

[scribblychocho]

Sam & Max: Adventuring Crimefighters

[themusicsweetly]

SamCait | 2023 vs. 2014

[wannab-urs]

Oh my god this was so sweet and sad. Joel needs someone to tell him it’s okay to take the second (or like 50th) chance he’s being offered. This was such a sweet depiction of that. I want to hug him so bad AGH

the lakes

joel miller x reader

rating: M

word count: 1.9k

summary:

take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die / i don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you / those windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry / i'm setting off, but not without my muse

warnings: nudity, skinny dipping, talk about grief, death, family tension, self-doubt, self-deprecation, idk man it’s just sad

a/n: my first song for the folklore anthology!! can’t wait to share others & read all the other great works from my pals <3

The sounds of birds chirping surround you in echoes across the valley, mountainous hills convexing in front of you and dotted with evergreens. Underneath you is sun-warmed sand, interspersed with smoothed rocks from rushing water shaping them over hundreds or thousands of years. The fresh, gentle waves of the lake lick against your bare feet, knees bent up as you sit at the shore, eyes trained ahead on the glassy surface reflecting the late summer sky above. Joel is sitting next to you in the same position, his hands joined together in a circle and forearms resting on his kneecaps.

It’d been a quiet hike to the spot you discovered while on patrol. Lately, Joel has been his own worst enemy — closed off to you, stewing in his thoughts about his strained relationship with Ellie and continuing to adjust to life in Jackson, a world so slow and still that he can’t seem to find a place he fits in after moving for so long. His inertia hasn’t caught up to his lifestyle change; he is constantly picking up patrol shifts, and volunteering to oversee new construction and renovations across the town, but even through his go go go, he can’t find a place to land.

This place was the perfect spot to take him; to abate the anxious energy that vibrates throughout him every day with the halcyon elements of nature. Animals that live their lives with no concept of time, a lesson in living in the present, trees that have been around for hundreds of years, solid and strong like the man himself, and the lake. The lake that provides for everything growing around it, that reflects beauty in sunrises and sunsets, that finds itself full no matter any barriers built in its feeding river, replenished by other means from rain to groundwater.

The silence between the two of you breaks for the first time in hours.

“You know what I first thought of you when I met you?” you question him, eyes trained forward on the view. Joel offers a soft grunt in response, hinting for you to continue.

“I thought: Wow, this guy is an asshole,” he scoffs with the hint of a smirk, shaking his head while your own grin plays at your lips, “But then, I got to know you. Forced proximity really tells you a lot about a person. And I very quickly learned how much you care. This world should have jaded you, should have broken you to the bone with what you have been through, but yet, you still find means to nurture. You protect, and you provide. You love so deeply, so incredibly much. Every day I wake up next to you, I thank the lucky stars that I have Joel Miller in my corner. By my side. Watching my back.”

“I know you are feeling something, thinking about something in that head of yours all the time. And I want you to know that I love you as deeply, that I care as much for you as you do for everyone in your life. You can share with me, whatever you feel like sharing.”

Joel is quiet, squinting in the sun as he tosses a round pebble from the sand between his legs into the shallow waters. The ripple appears and dissipates before he speaks.

“That sounded like a eulogy, darlin’.”

You scoff now, that same type of soft smirk that he held minutes before pulling the corners of your mouth up.

“Is that all you took from all of what I said?”

“No, ‘course not. Just, I don’t know, felt like I was listening to what you would say about me after I’m gone.” At that you turn towards him, hand wrapping around his nearest forearm and squeezing with even, steady pressure that says ‘We are not talking about that, I can’t talk about that.’

“I do wanna share with you, I just—I don’t know how. I’ve kept all this inside, locked down in my chest. Anger, temper, violence, even, as armor to keep me alive. Don’t ever think I’ve been very nurturing since, well, since…” His throat chokes up, head drops to stare at the ground. Another squeeze to his arm, this time to say ‘It’s okay. I know. You don’t have to say if you don’t want to.’

Something that he said sticks out in your head, a means to attempt to combat his walls going up again now that they have crumbled slightly. You stand, glancing around out of habit before you pull your shirt over your head, your jeans following with your undergarments in their wake. Joel looks up, expression puzzled as he watches your naked form wade into the water. You hiss as the still-icy water engulfs you from the shoulders down, treading and turning back to your man on the shore. A gentle smile covers your face, beckoning him in with one nod of your head.

He follows suit with stripping down, clothes mixing in a pile with yours as they do on the floor of your bedroom. His own pained expression from the cold lake makes you giggle quietly, a scolding stare aimed your way. He paddles over to you smoothly, the water hitting his chest where he can continue to touch with his feet at the bottom. Your arms slither around his neck, wet fingers carding through the hair at the back of his head. The leverage against him is used to tug you closer, his large palms settling at your waist under the surface while the two of you bathe in the fresh Adam’s ale of these cliffside pools. Two pairs of eyes communicate without words, the soundtrack of the birds and rustling trees occupying the dead air until you speak again, hushed despite the fact that you are the only humans for miles.

“You can take your armor off around me.”

Joel’s eyes flutter closed, a long sigh exhaled as his hands grip your curves tighter. When his burnt chestnut and amber irises are revealed again, he speaks in the same reserved volume that you had.

“I don’t belong there. In Jackson.”

Silence gently urges him to carry on.

“What I’ve done, to strangers, to myself, to Tess, to you, to Tommy, to Ellie…I don’t deserve any chance at life. With what I have taken from others, I don’t deserve to be given anything. Kindness, respect, care, love. From anyone.”

“I’ve been selfish this whole twenty years. I almost left Tommy alone. I dragged us up north to Boston. I got Tess into smuggling. I kept Ellie at a distance for so long because I couldn’t bear to feel that kind of responsibility, that familial tie. And then I chose for her, in that hospital. I couldn’t lose another kid.”

“It—it feels like I should be over the past, over what I have done now that I have a chance at a fresh start, or as close to a fresh start as I could possibly have here in Jackson. I have a shot to build a life with you, to work for Ellie’s forgiveness, to be an uncle to Maria and Tommy’s baby. But what has been chasing me — what has been over — it feels like it’s burrowed under my skin. And all I can feel when I start to forget is these—these heartstopping waves of hurt.”

“And I don’t know how to move on. I don’t know how to forget when my body, my mind, my soul won’t let me.”

Across his cheeks, salty tears have carved rivers, the dampness still in his eyes shining in the midday sunlight. The water sounds as if it’s rushing in your ear, your pulse racing as you attempt to process his confession. His head has bowed in a prayer position, awaiting your means to reconciliation or absolution.

Hands settled on his broad shoulders, another communicative squeeze, this one to say ‘I don’t know either. But I know how to try.’

“You let your people heal you,” Joel’s eyes meet yours, drops cascading from the damp bits of hair hanging over his forehead, attention completely and utterly on you, “Time can’t fix everything. The past can hold us in its grip even with all the time in the world. But people can help you forget. They can help to lessen the pain in your body until it’s merely a pinch. Their love can pull you up when you fall. Their care can nurture your soul to grow resilient again. Their reassurance can teach your mind to hear those sordid thoughts you have but pay them no attention.”

“I want to do this for you, Joel. I want to help you. To care for you. To love you, completely. Your people want to do it for you. And if you can learn from experience, you can do it for Ellie…” Your hands move from his shoulder, skating across his glistening skin and wrapping around the sides of his neck, thumbs resting against his jaw.

“You made choices you had to. Including for Ellie. She was — she is a child. Your kid, if not by blood. She may not understand now, but I know she will find a means to forgive you, or at least understand you.”

“Maybe when she’s older, if she has a kid of her own, she’ll understand.”

Joel’s mouth quips to one side with a faint smile, tears drying on his cheeks as he thinks of the image.

“Reckon we’d be pretty fun, well, sorta grandparents.”

“I think so, too,” you speak with a grin stretched and thumbs brushing back and forth at his jaw, “I can’t wait to grow old with you. To sit on the porch and watch you still yell across the street to your brother for full conversations instead of the two getting off of your asses —”

“Watch it, darlin’,” he warns playfully.

“Hey, it’s true. I listen to it nearly every day. Now, back to what I was imagining, cowboy.”

He nods for you to continue, a full-blown smile on his face.

“We’ll have Ellie over weekly dinners, and whoever else makes up her family. You’ll play me guitar and sing whenever I ask ‘cause you love me so much. I’ll help to heal you, and we will be happy together. We will take our second chance. And you will enjoy your time with your family. And me, hopefully.”

“Definitely with you. My beautiful girl,” his own hand leaves the water, wetting your hair as he brushes it out of your face with tender eyes, “You’re like—like a red rose that’s grown out of my ice-frozen ground. I am so lucky to have you. That you chose me, and continue to choose me every damn day. My grief sometimes feels insurmountable; like I am going to be stuck here forever with no way out of that feeling. But if I get stuck here, with you in my arms and all my people around me, I’d be fine if I simply grow old and wither away back into the earth.”

“I love you, darlin’. So much it might just end in tragedy, that my heart might just explode from lookin’ at you one day. But I do love you.”

A gentle kiss is shared between the two of you, the bitter water combined with your torrid love stirring up a tornado of tingling nerves.

You pull away, only enough to get the words out that you have told him, Joel, your man, every day and will continue to tell him every day you have him, “I love you.”

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[thestarlightforge]

Who would’ve thought the end of the Michael Waldron/Sam Raimi Multiverse of Madness saga/debacle/reign of terror would be a gaggle of lesbians spending 3 years crafting THE most elaborate “go f*** yourselves 😌✨” the comic book industry has seen in Two Decades 😭

[fozzieosbourne]

POV: Your son shows you what he made for the science fair

((he dug through the garbage to make that))

((Also can we talk about his lil’ face just pullin’ a peekaboo from the side of the frame?? I was CACKLING every time he’s so proud of his time machine 😂😂😭 Dude’s just like “Mommy, look!!” 😂))

[preseriesdean]

Hex bags.      New body.           So, what, are you some kind of WITCH now?

[lover-of-mine]

Anna!!! Any greys thoughts now the season has finished?? 💚

Hi baby, okay, I have thoughts but first I need to say I'm obsessed with the rep of people attracted to multiple genders, Teddy, Amelia, Mills, the peds lady, and the way it's never a big deal, let's gooo love that. But yeah, the last two episodes kinda make the season worth it kapaksoska I love the fast paced drama, I was never big on Catherine, maybe because I really love April and I hate the way she handles the situation when they find out April was pregnant during the divorce, but she really pushed it too far. Firing Meredith, Amelia, Teddy AND Owen is nuts, the chief of surgery, neuro, and trauma on a power trip? What????? Very interested in how that's gonna go especially with Bailey threatening to quit for Lucas. Kinda weirdly invested in the interns drama, the way they keep trying out different pairings, Mills and Yasuda almost kissing was something, I was on the edge of my seat lol, more backstory on Kwan, I'm surprised the fiance is alive but with amnesia, with the way they made him talk about it, I just assumed she was dead, which I guess was kind of the point, but of course greys was gonna go the more over the top route lol, Lucas proving he has the Shepherd brain all tied together with Amelia's empathy was amazing, but can someone address his ADHD again please. Simone needs to stop. Even more with the way she keeps pingponging Lucas. It's not her decision to keep him there and yes, he deserves the recognition for what he learned from his mistakes, but the opportunity with Maggie is too good to pass on for a hospital that's falling apart lol I like the way Amelia and Owen's friendship evolved to that moment of confidence in her, didn't think he had it in him kapakapakaa also LOVED him standing up for Teddy, Teddy and Owen as a relationship and a friendship is all very realistic, I think, I love how their marriage works, even more now that the show remembered they were supposed to be best friends. I am intrigued by Jo deciding to hide the pregnancy, I know they had the kids conversation and Link told her he's not ready, but this is not a hypothetical child anymore and they were doing so well with the communication, I guess they need a conflict. I was surprised Ndugu and peds lady (sorry I can't remember her name to save my life kspakapa) I saw it coming when they were at the bar but it was still surprising kskapakpakaoa. Overall, I think it was a very solid season finale event, the pacing was nice, we were getting a good amount of drama, the surgeries were interesting, it all elevated the season in my opinion. I still don't think it's an amazing season, but it went from just being there to nice, which is a win kspskspskspkaa what about you? Give me your thoughts.

[babygorewhore]

You're such a good girl, gorey. MWAH 💜

🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 Thank you Sam!!!! Mwah!!!!!!

[mistninja]

if you're still up for it, thoughts on the part of rote that is the most underrated to you? :]

Oh this one is really good!

So, you can basically divide rote in "fitz books" and "non fitz books" and because a lot of people only care about fitz there isnt a lot of content for the other books :( i think the Liveship Traders trilogy is criminally underrated, i honestly think its one of the best parts of the series, even better than some of the fitz books!

Liveship Traders is so good, it follows several members of a merchant family and the trouble they face due to political and economic changes in their city, and it deals a lot with gender roles because most of them are women and they are forced by circumstances to take on leading roles, and the story also deals with slavery and the cycle of abuse and it has the absolute best villain in rote. I wish more people talked about these books because i love these characters!

[foolishlovers]

crowley and/or aziraphale being trans in human AUs is free therapy to me btw

[starheirxero]

WARNING FOR LOUDLESS !!! BUT I’M SORRY THIS IS MY ONLY TAKE AWAY FROM THE NEWEST EPISODOEHEOSBWLDNE

[Video ID: A doodle of Sun fanning himself as he says “It’s hot as hell in this fucking ass hot ass room I’m in!!” He turns his head and sees Bloodmoon with their newest design grinning at him a small distance away. He turns all the way around and with a low quality expression of shock and horror, screams “IS THAT THE GRIM REAPER?!?!?!!!?!!!!!!” as Bloodmoon laughs at him. End ID.]