#sam the gardener

[mushroomates]

samwise gamgee headcanons:

enjoys doing the dishes and folding laundry

love language is quality time or acts of service

likes to give sprouts and seedlings to friends and neighbors

nerd about mushrooms and has a mushroom log growing in his closet

keeps a hoard of ladybugs to deploy at any time

windowsill is lined with old jars and bottles, filled with clippings for propagation

he gives the best slices of pie and best baked cookies to others. will keep “defects” for himself- they taste just as good

favorite cookies are “everything but the kitchen sink” where he throws a bunch of stuff into the bowl (fruit, pretzels, nuts) and puts it into a cookie

has like 80 pillows on every couch/bed/chair

in addition to the 50-something blankets also piled high

“please, have a seat” he says. ha, no. any surface you could possibly settle onto is adorned with elaborate spreads of throws and such.

has a fruitcake that is legit an heirloom. it’s so stale it’s a brick. you can use it as a doorstop, stepping-stool, or a bludgeoning weapon. (note: has been used for all. he once chucked it at a late night visitor. this is how he learned frodo takes late walks at night. this is also how frodo learned that sam has an arm on him)

his great aunt made it forever ago and honestly he doesn’t know if it’s still good. he keeps it around because it’s been with him so long he feels bad throwing it out.

likes pecan pie! goes nuts (pun intended) for it.

roast his own chestnuts, pecans and walnuts. has a strange grudge against macadamia nuts. (almost choked on one as a child)

very cozy. has scarves and mittens and even slippers (GASP) at the ready

likes to watch the rain with a cup of tea for hours on end

takes his tea with honey, two sugars, and cream. it barely counts as tea.

enjoys bubble baths.

guerrilla gardening. sam is a force to be reckoned with on this front. he is a strong advocate for native plants and will gut someone over deforestation.

carries a salt shaker filled with seeds everywhere. kind of just. shakes it around empty plots of land.

has a hostile land grab once a month and slowly expands the baggin’s garden by an inch, until it takes up nearly the whole estate.

has a great misconception about the appropriate amount to discuss you garden with someone. this is because:

he tends to talk about this to frodo, who will listen, good naturedly

frodo also prevents anyone from talking over sam or changing the subject

most hobbits are to polite (passive aggressive) and don’t have the skills to subtly change the subject in a way sam understands

and if he does recognize the effort he will avoid it

likes to try new recipes but at the same time never follows them

knows a great deal about farming hemp. this is because merry and pippin recruited him into their pipeweed shenanigans and now sam has unintentionally created a strain of the good stuff that has hobbits traveling miles to get their hands on

loves his houseplants like children. they have names and backstory and a rich inner life that he has created that could fill a book

is fighting a battle with english ivy at the moment and only slightly loosing it. it’s suffocating the tree outside his house and he’s not very happy with it.

[dulcescorderitas]

catching Sam researching how to pleasure you

parings: sam winchester x reader

warnings: 18+, fluff, implied smut

sam was hunched over at the kitchen table, his laptop glowing faintly in the dim light. at first, you thought he was buried in research for the next hunt—looking into local lore, tracking patterns, something serious and grim like always. but as you got closer, his posture gave him away. the way his shoulders were just a little too tense, his fingers hovering above the trackpad like he was second-guessing every click.

you didn’t mean to spy, but when you saw the headline on the screen, it stopped you in your tracks. how to make her beg for it: tips for driving her crazy in bed.

your breath caught. was he... researching you? your cheeks warmed as your eyes darted back to him. his brow was furrowed, lips pressed into a tight line as he scrolled slowly through the page, his head tilted in that way he always did when he was trying to fully absorb something.

“...okay, so start slow. tease first. make her feel like she’s the only thing that matters...” he muttered under his breath, his voice barely above a whisper.

your chest tightened—not with embarrassment, but with something warmer, heavier. this was sam. the guy who never let himself have anything he thought he couldn’t hold onto, who always put everyone else first. and here he was, trying to figure out how to make you feel... better.

a slow grin spread across your face as you leaned against the doorway. “so,” you said, your voice cutting through the silence like a knife, “this is what research looks like now?”

sam froze, his whole body going stiff before he slammed the laptop shut, his ears burning red. “shit! i thought you were still asleep.”

you laughed softly, crossing the room to him. “and miss seeing this? no way.” you gestured at the laptop, quirking a brow. “you could’ve just asked, you know.”

he rubbed the back of his neck, eyes darting everywhere but at you. “i didn’t want to screw it up. i thought if i... i dunno, learned a few things, maybe—” he broke off, looking at you like he expected you to laugh at him.

instead, you slid into his lap, your hands resting lightly on his shoulders. “sam,” you murmured, your voice dropping low. “you already make me feel amazing. but this? doing homework on how to pleasure me? god, that’s hot.”

his hands hovered awkwardly near your hips before finally settling there, his grip uncertain. “so, you’re not... weirded out?” he asked, his voice soft.

“weirded out?” you leaned in closer, your lips brushing the shell of his ear. “i think it’s the sexiest thing you’ve ever done.”

his breath hitched, his fingers tightening just slightly at your waist. “oh, yeah?” he asked, his voice rough now.

“mm-hmm,” you murmured, tilting your head to brush your lips against his jaw. “now, why don’t you show me what you’ve been learning, professor?”

taglist: @iloveeveryoneyoureamazing @legalmente-loca @bluemerakis @whisperingdaze

[blue-bird1967]

The night before the Swan Song

[ega30005-blog]

HOW DID THIS HAPPEN! It didn’t even happen during a big moment either. It’s actually insane. When it happened my ENTIRE section freaked out. I texted my crush (obviously) and every person that saw my sign asked if I did. Murph is playing matchmaker and he doesn’t even know!

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 279

Now Danny didn’t mean to make a Bootube channel. He’d meant to send that sleep deprived ramble to Tucker, but he had clicked on the wrong app and yeah. Apparently people enjoy his space rambles- or it could have been the ghost blob-cats that had decided to flop onto him. (Honestly he wasn’t surprised they would start to mimic the shapes of things in their surroundings)

Tucker? Found it hilarious, as did Sam and Val and… um, okay this has become their shared channel now, nice. Though there are some strange comments on some of the videos. Really, what do they mean green sky and crazy tech???

[cap10wilson]

if u think about it steve & bucky had the potential to be such a beautiful romance. born in the late 1910’s, their love is illegal, they have to hide their feelings and put their physical safety first. a lover is lost, and the remaining one lays down his life, because he can’t continue to live in a world without bucky. but wait! they both survived and are still the same age but now it’s the 2010’s? gay people don’t have to live in secret anymore? gay marriage is legal???? they can work out the whole winter soldier thing and then, tired soldiers that they are, retire to a townhouse in DC near their new veteran friend sam’s place?? nah psych, steve just figured out how to go back in time and so he marries that one girl that he kissed once and thought he could’ve been with if he hadn’t decided that dying was more important. oh, you thought you were gonna get something new and interesting and in character? lmao!

[i-may-be-an-emu]

look at these CUTIES

(From a try not to laugh video on insta, latest video)

[seasononesam]

I heard someone crying. Who, tho', could it be? Maybe it was mother, Calling out, come see.

[bean-writes]

Potatoes are worth fighting for.

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[67ssam]

Someone’s future lawyer (me) currently has a tumblr blog dedicated to obsessing over sad (mostly) gay men.

[speerfisch]

Something is coming

[artfartt]

[dulcescorderitas]

his fingers trace slow circles over your hip, bare under his touch. "you know what drives me crazy?" he murmurs, voice all low heat as he presses closer, his lips barely brushing your ear.

you shiver, already caught in his pull. "what?"

his grip tightens, pulling you flush against him. "the way you look at me when you think i don’t notice. like you want me to drag you somewhere quiet, put my hands all over you, make you forget your own name." he tilts your chin up, forcing your eyes on his. "but you don’t have to wait for that, sweetheart. all you have to do is ask."

your breath catches. "sam—"

"mm," he hums, thumb grazing your lower lip. "just like that. say my name again."

taglist: @iloveeveryoneyoureamazing @legalmente-loca @bluemerakis @whisperingdaze @cherrygirlfriend @figthoughts

[crowkeeper-13]

So ready for Friday!! Can't wait to see Dimension 20 at Madison Square Garden. I know other Dropout cast members are going to be in NYC for the improv show and if I see any of them on the streets I will actually die. So if I never post or reblog after Friday know I died happy bc I saw Jacob Wysocki.

@samreich @dimension20official @dropoutdottv

[savagewildnerness]

Part 9:

Lestat is nopeing at the pain so hard that he’ll try to provoke Louis into retaliation rather than kindness. And he still kind of feels that’s where this is heading anyway… to a “but Claudia is dead and it is your fault” because he knows it.

Oh! 😭 (eloquent, I am.)

Uh oh Lestat, Louis is just about to tell you & your shattered soul all you ever wanted to hear from him…

Ok, that’s enough for today!

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 291

You know what? I’m feelin’ a Prompt with the whole halfa family, all the clones and everything. 

See, Danny? He’s grown up, he’s moved out, started looking at colleges himself after spending a few years travelling and learning about himself without the threat of a ghost attack. 

He’s kept in touch with his friends, both living and dead, and ignores Vlad for the most part now that they’ve reached a truce of sorts, and honestly? He’s just living his life. 

But see, it’s kind of hard to figure out what college to pick, with his admittedly not-great choices. Look, he might have a new-ish ID but he’s still visibly not exactly human (though thankfully doesn’t have to worry about the GIW after a… summer activity that ended with several missing buildings) 

And most people he goes to? Finds him ‘too unsettling’ which excuse him?? How is he unsettling? He’s a twenty-five year old with six kids ranging from one to six! How is that “scary” huh? Ancients, and all this is making him use the cash he’s saved up over time. 

And then- as though all of this isn’t stressful enough and he’s not genuinely worried that he won’t have enough money to feed the kids if he goes to school- a hero nearly trips over Jordan and starts freaking out. He is so fucking done.