#sami yaffa yay

[broidobe]

𝔫𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔫 𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔰

requested by @yeotozaki! this s a continuation to interruption which is linked below

☾sami and the reader's budding romance deepens through shared moments of vulnerability, music, and quiet intimacy, proving that love can transform even the shyest heart☽

☾warnings: mentions of anxiety and self-doubt, mild sensuality, light alcohol mention☽

⁎⁺˳✧༚interruption

⁎⁺˳✧༚hanoi rocks masterlist

the soft hum of helsinki’s nightlife filled the air as you and sami strolled side by side, your breath misting in the crisp evening. snow blanketed the ground, the faint crunch beneath your boots adding rhythm to your steps. the first date had been perfect—so perfect it felt like a scene from a movie. now, weeks had passed, and the shy, hesitant sami had transformed into someone more confident, more open with you, though his quiet charm remained ever present.

“i was thinking,” sami began, his fingers brushing against yours in a fleeting touch that sent warmth radiating through you. “next weekend, maybe we could go skating? there’s this frozen lake a little outside the city. it’s beautiful this time of year.”

you smiled, your hand slipping into his as you squeezed it gently. “that sounds amazing. though, i should warn you, i’m not exactly graceful on the ice.”

a soft chuckle escaped him, his thumb tracing small circles over the back of your hand. “that’s okay. i’ll catch you if you fall.”

moments like these had become your new normal. sami’s subtle humor, the way he carefully chose his words, and the quiet sincerity in his actions made you feel like you’d stepped into something rare. even michael had taken to teasing you both, calling you “the inseparables” and laughing whenever sami’s gaze lingered on you for too long during group hangouts.

one evening, you found yourself at sami’s apartment. it was cozy and warm, the faint scent of coffee lingering in the air, mingling with the soft notes of his guitar. he was perched on the edge of the couch, completely lost in the melody he was strumming—a haunting, beautiful tune that filled the room and wrapped around you like a favorite blanket.

“is that something new?” you asked softly, not wanting to interrupt the flow of his playing.

he glanced up, his hair falling into his eyes as he gave you a sheepish smile. “yeah, just messing around. it’s not finished yet.”

“it sounds incredible,” you said earnestly, leaning forward in your seat.

a faint blush colored his cheeks, and he set the guitar down beside him. “you really think so?”

“i do,” you replied, your voice steady. “you’ve got this way of making everything you play feel… personal. like you’re telling a story, even without words.”

sami stared at you for a moment, his gaze searching yours as if trying to find the perfect response. instead, he reached out, his hand warm against yours as he pulled you closer. “it’s easier to write now,” he admitted quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. “since you came along.”

your heart skipped a beat, his words wrapping around you with a warmth that reached deep into your chest.

“come here,” he said softly, his hand tugging you gently.

you stood, allowing him to guide you toward him. with a tender pull, he settled you onto his lap, his arms wrapping securely around your waist. the room felt smaller, more intimate, as you rested your hands against his shoulders.

“you make everything better, you know that?” he murmured, his forehead brushing against yours.

his words carried a weight you hadn’t expected, spoken with a vulnerability that took your breath away.

“i could say the same about you,” you whispered, brushing a kiss to the corner of his mouth.

his lips curled into a smile, and he kissed you softly, lingering as though he never wanted to let you go. the kiss deepened, slow and unhurried, a reflection of everything sami was—gentle, thoughtful, and deeply passionate.

later that night, as you curled up together on the couch, sami’s fingers absently played with yours. “you know,” he began, his voice low, “i never thought i’d get this lucky. for a while, it felt like everyone just… overlooked me.”

your heart ached at the thought. “why would anyone overlook you?” you asked, leaning closer. “you’re incredible, sami.”

he laughed softly, though it held a note of self-deprecation. “maybe you’re just seeing something no one else has before.”

you shook your head firmly. “then they weren’t looking closely enough. you’re kind, talented, and…” you hesitated, your voice softening as you admitted, “you make me feel like i’m the luckiest person in the world.”

sami’s expression shifted, his gaze softening with something you couldn’t quite name. “you mean that?”

“every word.”

he pulled you closer, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “i don’t know what i did to deserve you,” he murmured, “but i’m going to make sure i never take you for granted.”

from that moment on, things only grew stronger between you. sami’s natural shyness slowly gave way to a quiet confidence, especially around you. whether it was the way he brushed a stray strand of hair from your face with a gentle touch, or the small notes he left in your bag after a café visit, he made every moment feel like a declaration of how much he cared.

by the time the weekend arrived, and you stood together on the frozen lake under a sky painted with soft hues of twilight, you knew this was more than just a passing romance. as you stumbled on the ice and he caught you, both of you laughing breathlessly, it became clear: sami wasn’t just a fleeting part of your life. he was someone you wanted to hold onto, someone who made even the simplest moments unforgettable.

and from the way he looked at you, his green eyes full of warmth and quiet devotion, you knew he felt the same.

[their80smichelle]

10 August and it's my birthday today so I'm going to give you my bf wishlist cause I got nothing better to do💋^^

(Almost only musicians I like silly guys🤧)

[weirdopeep]

sami yaffa x reader ❤️in Paris❤️

⚠️=smut,unprotected sex but slight fluff at the end ☺️

You're best friend asked you yesterday if you wanted to go to Paris with her, you actually didn't really like Paris because you we're kind of scared of love you had heartbreaks before but because you're best friend asked you, then you will come (best friend=Yuri)

you agreed... you wish you didn't but you did you couldnt stand it if Yuri would be sad..

"yay omg bestie tomorrow will be the best day ever!" Yuri said, she was jumping happily around the room with the biggest smile ever but you? You we're just standing there with a little smile but nothing else you we're still scared

---

You we're heading to bed after you put on you're sleeping dress you couldn't sleep you we're scared something would happen but after all you and you're bestie we're 22 years old now you could stand up for yourself, after a while you finally fell asleep

--

Next day

You woke up seeing yuri with all the bags already

"yuri..? How long are you planning to stay there ..." You said on a sleeping tone

"you mean 'we'! And we're going to stay there for a month or maybe two!" My eyes widend when Yuri said that but I didn't resist all I did was sigh, I stood up to get ready

Fit you will wear :

Fit Yuri will wear :

After some time you both we're ready and headed outside

*time skip to when you arrive*

You couldn't believe what you started.. your here.. in paris.. right now.. you sighed again deeply and Yuri noticed what was wrong now

"hey... don't worry.. nothing will happen maybe you will find the perfect one here or maybe we both stay single or idk?" Yuri said

You smiled softly and finally you tried to be happy to, the first things you both did was go shopping and go eat that lasted for a while and Yuri was kind of tired already but that didn't stop her, she grabbed your arm and leaded you outside

"what now?" She asked you, and you shrugged and then your eyes widend

"oh my you dumb*ss we didn't even went for a place to sleep tonight! How late is it? Sh*t... We're to late..." You said "WHAT!? Where the hell do we sleep now!?" She screamed, but you weren't listening... You weren't even looking at her... By some time she followed your eyes to where you were looking and then she saw a group of people walk, all boys the group was probably around 6-7 people it wasn't easy to see but clearly you we're staring at just one of the men and before you knew it Yuri was talking to him, you got all flustered and ran up to Yuri grabbing her by her arm and you pulled her back but the man kept waiting till you both we're done talking he clearly had respect.

"Yuri what the hell do you think you're doing!?"

"oh just talking to your FUTURE BOYFRIEND" she yelled out with a laugh it made you blush brightly knowing he of course heard that until he interrupted

"could I ask what is wrong?" He said on a sweet soft but warm tone which made you blush even more now hearing his voice

"she likes you" Yuri said pointing at you, you knew you now looked like a clear tomato before something sprung in you're head,

"you seem... familiar.." you spoke and the man laughed

"my name is Sami yaffa, I'm the bassist in the band Hanoi rocks" he said politely

Your eyes widend,you've had a crush on that man for like 4 years or so and your parents didn't like they're music so they banned it from you, they needed you to give your posters to! So you forgot about them for some time not for long tho but now your seeing him in real life!

Sami smiled clearly seeing your a fan, he putted his hand before him pointing at you and you understood

you grabbed his hand "m-my name is y/n"

he smiled again "pleasure to meet you y/n" "we were just about to go to the concert, we're playing today would you like to come?"

you blushed but then looked a little sad "I uhm.. I don't have money for tickets right now sorry and I think they are already sold.." you said sadly but he smiled "no no for free! I'll let you both inside for free you two can hop up behind the backstage to with us if u like then we can talk and show you what we do!" You looked so happy because of what Sami said that you were gonna cry for real but you held it and agreed but you looked at Yuri and she nodded to

after some time you arrived you were constantly talking to Sami and you saw Micheal was flirting with Yuri sometimes and she enjoyed it which made you happy she found somebody

you two got on the side of the stage to watch them there and they started performing you sometimes catched Sami looking at you, and when you made eye contact he smiled, you were staring at Sami and you didn't even know until he winked at you which made you blush brightly, Yuri noticed and asked what was wrong so you told her and she was smirking like hell at you

When the show was over sami walked up to you handing you his hand to pull you up and Yuri already got up before she was already heading backstage while you and Sami just looked into each other's eyes until he spoke "you have beautiful eyes.. did anyone tell you that before?" You shaked you're head as a no his eyes widend a little "well people are just blind" he layed his hand on your cheek and you both got out that you weren't alone when the crowd started cheering and then they started screaming "KISS! KISS! KISS! KISS! KISS!" Everyone was shouting it you got so flustered that your head fell against his chest and he laughed lowly and put his hand on your back and the other on the back of your head,he layed his chin on your head since he was still taller then you and everyone in the crowd we're screaming of cuteness and you putted your arms around him to and then you both let go, he grabbed your hand leading you backstage, you first needed to walk through halls they were pure empty no sound of anyone which made you both get silent.. you walked a little further until Sami stopped, you stopped to looking at him confusingly "what's wrong?" Your eyes widend when he pushed you to the wall and looked at your eyes again "you know the people asked us to kiss.. I wanted that but, I just didn't know what you would think'' he said and your eyes widend more but kept silent and your eyes slowly rested and then he found out you wanted it to, so he pushed him self closer to you against the wall as he softly pressed his lips on yours, you were both blushing and you didn't even notice how long you both we're kissing , it was heated,deep and rough but still soft he had his hands on your waist and when you both finally let go it was just to catch air, you were both panting and when you both calmed down he and you crashed your lips at the same time again together him now pulling himself closer by your waist thightly as you had your arms around his neck kissing him deeply the full hallways we're echoing with your kisses and slight moans as he pushes himself against you he slowly moved down your neck kissing there to he slightly licked your neck to as soft whimpers and moans left your mouth he knew it was your sensitive spot so he bit you gently but a little roughly you got clear hickeys because of him.

He started pressing you even thighter against the wall when you both started hearing footsteps and voices, he was squeezing your thigh you both could hear the voices going louder

It was Yuri and Michael they were looking for you

Suddenly when the voices got even louder Sami grabbed u by your hand and dragged you to the most nearby room the room was his since he's name was on it the light was dimmed but you could still see him but not perfectly he pressed your back against the wall next the door as his right hand was next your head he held his other hand it's finger against your lips when you tried to speak and then he moved it to his own showing you to stay silent

You heard Yuri and Michael's footsteps really close until you heard a knock, Sami didn't say a word and suprinsingly he was blushing he was scared that they would hear you both which you found adorable Michael kept knocking asking if Sami was inside and you heard Yuri yelling your name to but you both didn't reply but your thought couldn't go away of how cute he was when he is shy so suddenly you pulled him closer to kiss him it was deep but soft and his eyes widend he was blushing even more and you couldn't stop the kiss so you talked through it "gosh your so adorable when you're shy~"

you kissed him more and he followed, you slowly moved him to the bed pushing him onto it, the bed wasn't as comfortable as it used to be it was already getting old so it made some creaking noises sometimes which clearly catched the both of you and Sami's friends

"did you hear that?" Yuri asked to Michael you didn't know if he shrugged or nodded because he didn't say anything but that didn't stop you because Sami was still flustered with his shirt half open which you found even more cuter and so fucking hot

You leaned down to kiss on the side of his lips and he wanted to touch you already but you moved his hands back down he looked disappointed and had a begging face

"fuck Sami why you gotta be so fucking handsome.." you said softly close to his ear

He whimpers slightly causing him to move a little forward to you begging for you to touch him instead you couldn't help his cuteness so you did

You kissed him roughly but still soft and you slowly hoverd above him still kissing him but now opening his pants and pulling out his rock hard cock, you were slightly rubbing it which caused his back to ache a little but then you finally needed it to

You stripped out your clothes and undressed him to now slowly u ended up lowering onto his cock taking every inch inside of you suprinsingly he was huge

"ah.. oh gosh man your so big!" I slightly moaned out when you were all down on him, you didn't know if your and Sami's friends were still outside your door but fuck that

He blushed and growled lowly when you jumped on him, your breasts jumping with the way you go you had your hands layed on his chest as you pounded onto him faster letting your head fall back, Sami finally managed to touch both of your boobs holding them and rubbing them while you did your thing.

You rode him even more and finally you were thightening around him and he was twitching to you started to speed up causing you to quickly let your cum follow

You cummed all over his cock and needed to lift up quickly before he cummed and just when u got off he cummed you were reliefd it wasn't inside of you.

But then all of the sudden after you both we're breathing heavily he flipped you over on your chest and pushed himself inside of you, you drove this man wild.. he was moaning your name before and now you were screaming underneath him he fucked you roughly in your ass holding your arms back but then he let go off your arms and grabbed your hair pulling your head back and fucking you even harder

He was thrusting so hard and fast that you almost broke your fingers of holding the bed sheets so thightly you were screaming out your moans and he was groaning like hell

After some time your orgasm followed again, you cummed again but Sami didn't stop he kept going he was so in the moment which you were to that you didn't notice he cummed inside you until he collapsed besides you and then you finally felt the sticky cum that spreaded over your walls inside of you.

You actually didn't care all you both did more was breathing heavily until he finally wrapped his arms around you and cuddled with you

you giggled softly

"I love you Sami..."

"but you just met me?"

"I don't care.."

"heh... I love you to baby.."

AAA THIS TOOK SO LONG RIP I KEPT LOSING THE SAVES I HAD 😭 Pls lmk if I should make a second part where the reader finds out she's pregnant 😳

[sluggishtin]

for the obscure asks: ALL OF THEM!

Oh gosh okay

1. Fave way to dress

Glam. Like Steve summers, Sami yaffa, and mark slaughter all had a child

2. If I could change anything about myself

Probably either my stomach or my face but perhaps i would just like a new self esteem

3. What movie/game/etc helps me calm down

Rock n roll high school

4. What does your room smell like?

Depends if I wanna use the hot chocolate candle, the marshmallow whatever it is candle or the one that reminds me of Disney.

5. Do you like to organize?

Oh heck I have to be organized or it bothers me.

6. What kind of music would you listen to if you could only choose one?

If we mean genre then perhaps 2000s Finnish rock. Or maybe 80s glam. But if we’re going for bands Poison and Pretty Boy Floyd never get old.

7. What song is your aesthetic?

MOONCHILD!!!

The song, the video, ALL OF IT!

8. What color do you think goes best with your personality?

Although my favorite color is green I’m usually associated with black or red.

I’ve been told if I was a color I was without a doubt the color black

9. Do you believe in auras?

Perhaps so.

10. What do you wish you hated but actually like?

Apulanta 😂

Well not really but it’s hard to explain them to people. I could probably name a few things but nothing comes to mind off the top of my head.

11. Vague about your crushes.

Well, he’s got the most beautiful eyes and voice and the warmest smile. I think he lives in France with his girlfriend so he’ll never like me but something about him just gives me a warm feeling. He has a message with his music and I just wish I could be like him. Is that too much to be vague?

This ones definitely been through a lot but I feel like I need to try and make a difference in his life. Frankie knows who he is cause I’ve told her this before but ever since I first discovered him I fell in love with him and most people don’t support that I like him but that’s okay. He’s funny to me and his music is comforting to me.

12. Is there someone you have mixed feelings towards?

It’s hard to pinpoint my emotions. Especially when I first meet people. Sometimes I just don’t know how I feel about one of my friends that I dated once. Do I love him or not? I’d like to know.

13. An Au or story I came up with.

I have a lot of crack stories about poison and Jekyll and Hyde I’ve yet to write. All I gotta say is cc’s insults give me life.

14. Do you like makeup?

I liked it better on me when my hair was long now I just don’t vibe with it but concealer has saved my life a few times. It’s just better on guys.

15. Do you prefer space or ocean?

Y’know it may come as a surprise but I’ve always kinda wanted to visit space. I absolutely love the stars and I’m kinda a space geek.

16. If I could pick any planet besides earth, where would I live?

I wanna say Uranus as a joke but on a serious note I think Venus or Mars would be neat.

17. What form of government do you like most?

Monarchy. It’s just easier than this american shit.

18. What animal would I keep as a pet?

Omg omg I always wanted a snow ermine🥰

19. What do you think the purpose of our universe is?

Well I’m a Christian so I could go deep into it but I’ll just leave it at that.

20. Do you believe in god(s)?

Yes if my last answer wasn’t obvious enough.

21. Is there a song you can’t handle listening to even tho I like it.

It was hard enough to get into this song but when I discovered why mark wrote it it’s hard not to cry when I hear it.

22. What ex do you miss most?

Well I wouldn’t quite say I miss any of them. I’m still best friends with my most recent. I feel like I haven’t found a great relationship yet. Sorry val babe.

23. Do you like soft fluffy rough or smooth blankets.

I have a fluffy one hanging on my bed frame haha.

24. What is your fave thing to learn about?

Hmm I love a lot of stuff, as much as finnish fascinates me I absolutely adore mythology.

25. What country’s history do you find most interesting?

I’ve been in too many American history classes to enjoy it anymore. The Finnish history is very neat to me.

26. What do you think about genderbent characters?

Heck I used to love them but now I’m neutral

Perhaps depends on the character.

27. What breakup was the hardest.

Oh none hit me very hard but my last boyfriend took it the worst I’d bet.

28. Do you have someone where you can’t decide if you like them romantically or just as a friend?

Still with Val. I just don’t know how to feel.

29. What do you think about tumblr discourse?

Ugh I came here to get away from it but as long as it’s sporadical and not constant I can put up with it.

30. What instrument do you wish you could master?

I’d just like to pursue bass decently rn, we’ll talk about that later.

One day I’ll drum hot for teacher. I just needa buy a better drum set. I guess just being able to play both instruments decently would be a blessing.

31. How easy is it for you to be honest?

As easy as it is to lie.

I’m very honest and trustworthy but I could also be the exact opposite.

32. Do you have any strange interests?

Oh god okay so while y’all are over here obsessing over guys hands I can’t help but look at their stomach like omg I just wanna lay on it while my man tells me how much he loves me.

It’s not weird but I love Finnish accents. Just less common to hear someone say that rather than English.

Well I could go on and list a lot of stuff but then again

33. Do you have any strange fears?

Peter steele 🤣

Obviously a joke but anyways

34. What food do you binge when you’re lazy?

Fries usually but I could eat pasta or fish sticks or rice galore.

35. When you get angry how do you show it?

Usually through cursing a lot but when I’ve got the hots for someone I curse a lot too. I speak more violently when I’m mad though I probably won’t act as violent as I sound. Don’t be afraid.

However as much as I say it I will gladly break your nose and you’d better believe it so it better not come to that point.

36. Do you have any impulsive movements?

Eh idunno but when I get bored I’ll put my index finger on my nose (up to about my eye. So if my hand is on my nose you better spice up the topic.) oh I also play with my hair when I get bored.

And if I get anxious it’ll be obvious. I’ve also been told when I get scared I have a death grip so if you try and work up my nerves just expect your hand to be broken 😝

37. What do you listen to music on?

That depends. If I want 80s music I’ll go to amazon, if it’s not on Amazon or I want something specific from Spotify then I go to YouTube. If I don’t know what I want or I want Finnish music I’ll go to Spotify.

38. Are you left brained or right brained?

I don’t think I have a brain. As much as my mom wants to tell me I’m left I seem to be more right brained.

39. Earbuds or headphones?

Ugh earbuds. I don’t like headphones unless I’m using my Walkman. Headphones are so 2010s/elementary school 😂

40. Do you like light blankets or heavy?

Meh light. I just don’t get the thing about heavy blankets. Plus they’re frustrating to get settled in.

Yay that was super fun! Thank you!!

[broidobe]

𝔡𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔰𝔞𝔪𝔦 𝔶𝔞𝔣𝔣𝔞 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔩𝔲𝔡𝔢 (𝔭𝔱. 𝔱𝔴𝔬)

requested!

⁎⁺˳✧༚hanoi rocks masterlist

sami loves planning unique, spontaneous outings

whether it's exploring a hidden trail, going to a flea market, or trying an obscure café, every date feels like a mini adventure with him.

we're not lost; we're just on an impromptu treasure hunt!

he has a knack for finding the perfect records or making custom tapes that feel like a love letter.

sometimes, he even writes short melodies inspired by you, playing them casually like it's no big deal.

this one? yeah, it's got a bit of you in it.

he’s not into big, flashy gestures but always seems to find subtle ways to show how much he cares, like tucking a note in your jacket pocket or sketching little hearts on the corner of your notebook.

sami loves nighttime strolls, when the world is quiet and it feels like it's just the two of you. 

the moonlight and streetlamps create the perfect atmosphere for deep conversations or playful banter.

and also…some makeout sessions

he absolutely loves the little things that make you you, like how you get excited about your hobbies or the way you mispronounce certain words.

you just said that in the cutest way possible. do it again.

if something in your apartment breaks, sami will insist on fixing it himself—even if he doesn’t really know how.

his attempts are endearing, and sometimes always hilariously ineffective.

who needs a professional when you’ve got me? ...okay, maybe call the plumber.

weekends with sami are pure bliss—lounging in bed, drinking coffee, and sharing quiet moments together before the day begins.

movie marathon enthusiasthe’s got a soft spot for cheesy action flicks and old classics, and he insists on narrating the most ridiculous parts to make you laugh.

sweetly competitive

SO SWEETLY COMPETITIVE

board games, trivia, or karaoke—you name it, sami turns it into a playful competition.

he’s a gracious winner but an even funnier loser, making exaggerated groans of defeat.

next time, i’m definitely winning. mark my words!

he has this subtle, effortlessly cool scent that’s a mix of leather, cologne, and something warm and familiar. it’s impossible not to lean in whenever you’re close.

he just smells so fucking good

it’s like an ascension to heaven

animals love sami, and he’s just as crazy about them.

whether it’s your pet or a random stray, he’ll crouch down to pet them and make funny little noises.

if you don’t have a pet, he’ll suggest getting one together.

look at this guy—he knows we’re his people.

when he’s away on tour, he sends postcards from every city, each one with a funny little anecdote or a sweet message to remind you he’s thinking of you.

wish you were here—but don’t worry, i’ll bring the city back to you.

sami has a knack for finding the best dive bars, food trucks, and hole-in-the-wall venues wherever you go.

it’s like he has an internal radar for cool, underrated places.

he loves dropping random tidbits of trivia, sometimes completely unprompted, just to make you laugh or impress you.

did you know octopuses have three hearts? pretty wild, huh

sami would love the idea of you two wearing something subtle that matches, like bracelets or rings. it’s his little way of feeling connected to you, even when you’re apart.

see? now we’re officially unstoppable.

[broidobe]

𝔡𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔪𝔢

requested! does "11th street kids" make anyone like really happy all of a sudden. especially that fucking intro. UGH

☾reader struggles with insecurity about her height and long legs, but sami reminds her just how breathtaking she is—first with his words, then with his hands, and then with his mouth☽

☾warnings: body insecurity, soft dom sami, oral (reader receiving), praise kink, teasing, aftercare☽

⁎⁺˳✧༚hanoi rocks masterlist

you stood in front of the mirror, frowning as your eyes roamed over your reflection. your hands smoothed over your hips, then your thighs, trying to see yourself the way sami did. but no matter how much you tried, all you could focus on was how long your legs were, how they made you feel awkward and out of proportion—especially next to him.

sami, who was the same height as you.

sami, who never seemed to care about that.

sami, who always called you beautiful, but you weren’t sure if you believed him.

you sighed and rubbed your arms, debating whether to just change out of the dress you had put on for date night.

“what’s got you looking like that, sweetheart?”

his voice made you jump slightly. you hadn’t even noticed him come in. turning, you found sami leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, dark eyes fixed on you with concern. he was still in his button-up from dinner, sleeves rolled up, tattoos peeking out.

“nothing,” you muttered, looking back at the mirror. “i just… i don’t know. i don’t like how i look.”

that was all it took.

in a second, he was behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you back against him. his warmth seeped into you as he pressed his lips to your shoulder.

“not this again,” he sighed, voice softer now. “baby, what’s really goin’ on?”

you hesitated before admitting, “i don’t like my legs. or my height. i feel weird standing next to you.”

sami pulled back slightly, just enough to turn you around. his hands stayed on your waist, firm but gentle, like he was afraid you might slip away if he let go. his brows furrowed, lips parting like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

“you think i care that we’re the same height?” he asked. “that your legs are long?” his voice was filled with something rough, something intense.

you shrugged. “i just… don’t feel right. i feel—”

“fucking perfect,” sami interrupted. “that’s how you feel. or at least that’s how you should feel, ‘cause that’s exactly what you are.”

you opened your mouth, but he didn’t give you a chance to argue. his hands slid down your hips, gripping just enough to make you shiver.

“you know what i see when i look at you?” he murmured, lips brushing your jaw. “i see a woman so goddamn stunning it makes my head spin.”

a soft gasp left you as he kissed a slow path down your throat, nipping and licking, taking his time.

“i see the most gorgeous legs i’ve ever had the privilege of touching,” he continued, kneeling down in front of you, his hands now on your thighs. “legs i wanna have wrapped around my fucking head.”

heat shot through you, pooling low in your stomach. your breath hitched as sami looked up at you, eyes dark and filled with something dangerous.

and then he smirked.

“let me prove it to you.”

his fingers hooked into the hem of your dress, dragging it up as his mouth moved lower, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses up your inner thighs. his voice was a growl when he spoke again.

“you gonna let me worship you, baby?”

you nodded quickly, a whimper escaping your lips as he pressed his nose against your clothed core, inhaling deeply.

“fuck,” he muttered. “already so warm for me.”

and then he had your panties pulled down in one swift motion, his hands gripping your thighs as he nudged them apart. he groaned at the sight of you, his tongue flicking out to taste before diving in properly.

you cried out, one hand flying to grip his hair, the other bracing against the dresser. sami moaned into you, completely lost in the way you felt, the way you tasted. his hands roamed up your legs, squeezing and stroking like he wanted you to feel every bit of adoration he had for you.

“fuck, sami—”

he hummed in response, the vibrations making your knees weak. his tongue worked you over mercilessly, teasing, coaxing, building you up until you were trembling.

“god, you’re perfect,” he murmured against your skin before sucking hard on your clit, sending you tumbling over the edge with a cry.

he held you through it, kissing his way back up your body as you came down from your high. when you finally opened your eyes, he was standing again, grinning as he licked his lips.

“taste even better than i imagined,” he teased.

your face burned, but before you could say anything, he scooped you up and carried you to the bed.

“sami—”

“shh,” he whispered, laying you down gently before climbing in beside you, pulling the blankets over both of you. “i’ve had my fun. now you’re gonna rest, and i’m gonna hold you. sound good?”

you smiled, warmth blooming in your chest. “yeah. sounds good.”

sami kissed your forehead before pulling you close, his arms wrapping around you like he never wanted to let go.

[broidobe]

𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢

requested!

☾sami shows up late (as usual) but makes it up to you by revealing a song he wrote about you, proving in his own messy way that he never wants to lose you☽

☾warnings: mild angst (waiting on him), very small mention of alcohol☽

⁎⁺˳✧༚hanoi rocks masterlist

sami was late. again.

you sighed, shifting on the barstool, tracing the rim of your half-empty drink. you weren’t mad, exactly—this was just who he was. he got caught up in things, lost track of time, got distracted by music, by friends, by whatever wild adventure pulled him in.

you understood it. hell, you loved it about him. but that didn’t mean it didn’t sting a little when you were sitting here alone, waiting.

just as you were about to pull out some excuse to leave, the bar door swung open, and in came sami—messy-haired, out of breath, and grinning like he was about to talk his way out of trouble.

“baby, i know, i know—i’m late,” he said, rushing over and pressing a quick, breathless kiss to your cheek before sliding onto the stool next to you. “but hear me out, i was working on a new song, and i just—lost track of time.”

you raised a brow. “you? losing track of time? shocking.”

he grinned, running a hand through his hair. “c’mon, don’t be mad. i brought something to make it up to you.”

you crossed your arms. “it better be good.”

he reached into his leather jacket and pulled out a crumpled napkin.

you blinked. “…wow. you really shouldn’t have.”

sami snorted. “no, look—” he smoothed it out on the bar counter, revealing scribbled lyrics. lines crossed out, words written in messy, frantic handwriting. your name was tucked between them, almost like an afterthought.

your breath hitched.

“i was writing about you,” he admitted, eyes flicking up to yours, a little uncertain now. “y’know, about how you put up with my shit even when i don’t deserve it.” he exhaled a laugh. “and how i don’t ever wanna fuck this up.”

your heart melted.

sami wasn’t always good with words—at least, not the serious ones. but this? this was him, trying.

you reached for the napkin, fingers brushing his. “can i read it?”

he smirked, leaning in just enough to nudge your shoulder with his. “only if you let me buy you another drink first.”

you rolled your eyes, but your smile was impossible to hide. this idiot. this ridiculous, late, messy, wonderful idiot.

you weren’t going anywhere

[broidobe]

𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔯𝔲𝔭𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫

requested!!

☾sami struggles with constant interruptions while trying to ask out his crush, a south korean girl new to finland and close to michael monroe, but he finally succeeds and they share a sweet, blossoming relationship☽

⁎⁺˳✧༚hanoi rocks masterlist

sami leaned against the wall of the club, his fingers wrapped tightly around a drink he wasn’t really interested in. his eyes flicked across the room, settling on you as you laughed at something michael had just said. your laughter lit up the space, drawing him in like a moth to a flame. you’d only been in helsinki a few months, making your big move from south korea, but you’d effortlessly become a part of their circle, your warmth and humor making you impossible to ignore.

for sami, you were more than that. way more.

“go talk to her,” michael nudged him with an exaggerated eye roll.

sami frowned. “i was going to,” he mumbled, even though he wasn’t sure he believed himself. every time he thought he had the nerve to ask you out, something got in the way. like that time in the studio, when he’d finally worked up the courage, only for the guitarist to waltz in, demanding his attention for an impromptu jam session. or that day at the café, where you two had been deep in conversation until a server accidentally spilled coffee, turning the moment into chaos.

and tonight, you were here, looking effortlessly stunning as always, and sami was stuck watching from the sidelines.

he took a deep breath and pushed off the wall. this time, he wasn’t going to let anything stop him. he weaved through the crowd toward you, his heart pounding with every step. but just as he reached you, michael threw an arm around your shoulders, spinning you away to introduce you to someone. sami stood frozen, the words he’d been practicing swallowed by the noise of the crowd.

later that night, as everyone filtered out of the club, sami found himself walking beside you under the dim glow of the streetlights. the streets were quiet, and the chilly finnish air made you pull your coat tighter around you.

“it was fun tonight,” you said, glancing over at him with a soft smile. “thanks for letting me tag along.”

“you’re always welcome,” sami replied, shoving his hands into his pockets to hide the nervous fidgeting. he cleared his throat. “hey, i was wondering…”

but before he could finish, a car horn blared loudly from the street, cutting him off. you both jumped, laughing awkwardly as the moment passed yet again.

sami groaned inwardly. maybe this was the universe’s way of telling him to give up. but then he glanced at you, your breath fogging in the cold, and he knew he couldn’t. not yet.

a few days later, you were both hanging out at michael’s place, the atmosphere relaxed and intimate. sami decided this was his chance. he waited until michael stepped out of the room, leaving just the two of you sitting on the couch. he turned to you, his heart racing.

“look, i’ve been trying to say this for a while,” he began, his voice steady despite the storm of nerves inside him. “i really like you. like, really like you. and i was wondering if you’d want to go out sometime? just us.”

your eyes widened slightly in surprise before a shy smile spread across your face. “you mean like a date?”

sami nodded, his breath hitching as he waited for your response.

“i’d like that,” you said, your smile growing as a soft blush colored your cheeks.

relief and excitement flooded through sami, and for the first time in weeks, he felt like he could breathe again. “great,” he said, his grin almost boyish. “how about friday?”

“friday sounds perfect.”

from that moment on, things between you and sami shifted. he was attentive and sweet, always finding little ways to make you smile. whether it was slipping an extra croissant into your bag after a café visit or brushing a stray hair from your face with a touch so gentle it made your heart race, he seemed to be making up for all the time he’d spent holding back.

by the time friday came, you felt like you’d known him forever. the date was simple—dinner at a cozy restaurant followed by a walk through the quiet helsinki streets. and when he held your hand for the first time, you knew you’d made the right choice.

[broidobe]

𝔣𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔨𝔩𝔢𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔩𝔩

requested!

☾sami yaffa lovingly reassures his freckled asian girlfriend, helping her embrace her unique beauty and find solace from past insecurities.☽

☾warnings: mentions of past bullying, insecurities about physical appearance, and brief references to cultural beauty standards.☽

⁎⁺˳✧༚hanoi rocks masterlist

it had been one of those nights. the kind where sami's music felt like a warm embrace, and the two of you ended up sprawled on the couch in his apartment, the soft strumming of his guitar filling the room. the city lights seeped in through the windows, painting faint patterns on the walls, but you couldn’t focus on any of it. your mind was tangled up in old memories, voices from the past echoing too loudly in your head.

you tried to shake it off, but sami noticed immediately. he always did.

“you’ve been quiet tonight,” he said, setting the guitar down gently. his accent wrapped around the words like a familiar tune. “what’s on your mind, love?”

you hesitated, picking at the edge of your sleeve. it wasn’t like you to bring this up—especially not now, when everything with sami felt like a safe haven. but tonight, the weight of it all felt unbearable.

“it’s stupid,” you muttered, eyes fixed on the floor.

he shifted closer, his dark eyes locking onto yours with that quiet intensity he always had. “hey,” he said softly. “nothing you’re feeling is stupid. talk to me.”

you took a shaky breath, your fingers fidgeting with the hem of your shirt.

“when i was younger, back in japan and korea,” you began, your voice trembling slightly, “i got bullied a lot. people said it was… weird for someone like me to have freckles. they’d call me names, say i looked strange. even now, sometimes i catch people staring. and i just… i feel like i’ll never fit in, no matter where i go.”

the words spilled out before you could stop them, and a flush of embarrassment crept up your neck. but sami didn’t laugh, didn’t brush it off. instead, he reached out, his fingers gently tilting your chin so you’d look at him.

“they said that about your freckles?” he asked, his tone somewhere between disbelief and annoyance. “idiots. they wouldn’t know beauty if it hit them in the face.”

you couldn’t help the small, startled laugh that escaped you. “you’re just saying that.”

“no, i’m not,” he insisted, his voice firm but warm. “i love your freckles. every single one of them. they’re part of what makes you… you.”

his fingers brushed your cheek lightly, tracing the faint constellation of freckles that danced across your skin.

“you know,” he continued, his lips curving into a soft smile, “freckles are like stars. unique, scattered in all the right places, and absolutely mesmerizing. i could stare at you for hours and never get bored.”

your cheeks flushed under his touch, and you ducked your head, a small smile tugging at your lips despite yourself. “you’re too good to me.”

“no such thing,” he replied, leaning in to press a kiss to your forehead. “i just see you for who you really are. and trust me, love, there’s no one else like you.”

for the first time in what felt like forever, the heavy knot in your chest began to loosen. with sami, you didn’t feel like a collection of flaws or an oddity to be gawked at. you felt cherished, celebrated for every part of you—freckles and all.

“thank you,” you whispered, leaning into his embrace. his arms wrapped around you, steady and comforting.

“always,” he murmured, resting his chin on the top of your head. “and next time someone says something stupid about your freckles, just send them my way. i’ll set them straight.”

you laughed softly, burying your face in his chest. in that moment, the past didn’t seem so heavy anymore, and the future felt a little brighter. because with sami, you knew you’d always have someone who saw the beauty in every part of you—even the parts you’d struggled to love yourself.

[broidobe]

𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔦𝔲𝔰 𝔞𝔱 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔨

requested! i swear there"s always i request in more inbox saying "more sami yaffa" lol! i ain't complaining

☾sami yaffa shares a heartfelt melody he wrote for you, confessing you're his muse and leaving you with a warm kiss and a wink that makes your heart race☽

⁎⁺˳✧༚hanoi rocks masterlist

the sound of a familiar bassline filtered through the closed door of the rehearsal room. you lingered just outside, watching sami through the small glass window as he rehearsed with the band. his signature swagger was unmistakable, but there was a softness in the way he occasionally glanced toward the door, as if hoping you were watching.

when he spotted you, his face lit up in a boyish grin, and he waved you inside with an exaggerated flourish. "hey, about time you showed up," he teased, setting his bass down and walking over.

"i didn’t want to interrupt genius at work," you shot back, your tone playful.

he chuckled, slinging an arm around your shoulders as he led you to the old, beat-up couch in the corner. "you could never interrupt, kulta. you're my muse, remember?"

your cheeks warmed at his words, though you tried to play it off. "oh, is that what you tell everyone?"

"nope. just you," he said, grinning as he plopped down beside you. his arm stayed around your shoulders, his fingers tracing absent patterns on your sleeve.

there was a moment of quiet, the kind that felt comfortable rather than awkward. the sound of the band tuning up faded into the background as sami leaned back, tilting his head to look at you. his dark eyes sparkled with something you couldn’t quite place—a mix of mischief and sincerity.

"let me guess," you said, breaking the silence. "you’ve got some big plan to impress me?"

"actually," he began, feigning offense, "i thought just being me was enough." he paused, his expression softening. "but... i did write something. for you."

your heart skipped a beat. "you did?"

he nodded, his grin widening. "yeah. wanna hear it?"

before you could answer, sami reached for his bass, adjusting it with practiced ease. he played a few soft notes, the melody unlike anything you’d heard him play before—gentle, sweet, and full of emotion. as he played, he hummed along, his voice low and soothing. you watched in awe, completely captivated by the moment.

when he finished, he set the bass aside, his gaze meeting yours. "so? what’d you think?"

you couldn’t help but smile. "it’s beautiful, sami. really."

"good," he said, leaning closer. "because it’s all yours."

your breath caught as he closed the gap between you, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to your forehead. when he pulled back, his smile was as warm as his touch. "i mean it. you inspire me."

the band called him back to the stage, but as he walked away, he shot you a wink that made your heart flutter. sami yaffa might have been a rock star to the world, but to you, he was just sami—the guy who could make your heart race with a single smile.

[broidobe]

𝔡𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔰𝔞𝔪𝔦 𝔶𝔞𝔣𝔣𝔞 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔩𝔲𝔡𝔢

requested by 🐛and anon!

⁎⁺˳✧༚hanoi rocks masterlist

constantly makes sure you feel appreciated and loved

showering you with compliments and little gestures like holding your hand or brushing your hair behind your ear.

you look absolutely gorgeous today, you know that?

c'mon, don’t pretend you don’t love being spoiled a little.

stop looking at me like that, you’re making me blush.

he’d be the kind of guy who stays calm and composed, especially during stressful situations.

his presence would bring you a sense of peace.

if you’ve had a tough day, sami would do everything he can to help you unwind

whether that’s with his humor, a soothing talk, or by making you your favorite comfort food

laughs at his own jokes

i told my plants i was going on tour... now they’re really rooting for me

ha…ha..ha.ha…HAHAHHAHAHAHHA

i once tried to tell a joke to a rock. it didn’t laugh, but at least it was solid advice

FLIRTS A LOT

he’d flirt with you in the most charming and playful way, but it’s always balanced with a lot of tenderness.

you know, i can’t resist when you give me that look

you make me feel like the luckiest guy in the world

you’re making it hard for me to concentrate when you look like that.

i’ve got a pretty good idea of how to make you smile, but i’m not sure you’re ready for it.

you’d never feel overwhelmed by his attention.

sami would cook you a nice dinner

he’s good in the kitchen and loves making you feel cared for.

he’s very touchy-feely, always wanting to be close

whether that’s holding you in a hug, kissing you on the forehead, or simply putting his arm around you as you walk.

sami understands the importance of giving you space when you need it.

if you’re ever in a mood, he’s not the type to push you but will give you time to clear your head.

after a long day, he’d love to just cuddle with you on the couch or in bed, watching movies or talking about your day

sami doesn’t need to go over the top with grand gestures.

he’s more about the small, everyday acts of love—sending a sweet letter when you’re apart, making your morning coffee, you get it

sami is a big fan of your laugh—it’s one of his favorite sounds.

he’ll do anything to make you laugh, whether it’s telling you a silly joke, doing a ridiculous dance, or just being his goofy self.

[broidobe]

𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔦𝔱

requested! now...thank you to my queen @xo-myloves (who just called me an inbred 😔) for the idea.

☾what starts as a teasing game quickly spirals into something filthier when sami yaffa decides he has a new favorite thing—your panties☽

☾warnings: smut, panty-eating (literally), dirty talk, teasing, overstimulation, mild degradation, possessiveness, light bondage, filthy beyond reason☽

⁎⁺˳✧༚hanoi rocks masterlist

sami’s grin was devilish as he dangled your panties from his fingers, inspecting them like they were some kind of prize. he sat lazily on the edge of the bed, legs spread wide, the dim light catching on his lip ring as he bit down on the lace.

“you’re such a perv,” you laughed, though your face burned hot.

he smirked against the fabric, rolling it between his teeth before letting his tongue flick out, wetting the delicate material. “and yet, you’re the one letting me do this.”

you swallowed hard, thighs clenching together as he dragged the lace down his throat like he was savoring the taste.

“wonder what would happen if i just… swallowed ‘em,” he mused, voice husky, half a joke but mostly not.

your breath hitched. “you wouldn’t.”

his dark eyes flicked up, challenging. then, before you could protest, he did—pushed the soft, soaked lace between his lips and swallowed it down slow, like some obscene act of devotion.

you gasped, not sure whether to be horrified or embarrassingly turned on.

“you are so fucked in the head,” you whispered.

sami just grinned, licking his lips like he hadn’t just done something utterly depraved. “yeah? and yet you’re squeezing your thighs together so hard i bet you could cum just from watching.”

you wanted to deny it, but you barely had time to react before he had your wrists pinned above your head, tying them together with another pair of your panties—because, of course, he had more.

“don’t move,” he ordered, voice dark, the knot firm but just loose enough to tease you with the illusion of control. “you’re not gonna stop me, are you?”

your body burned under his gaze, but you shook your head.

“didn’t think so.”

he pushed you back against the bed, his hands spreading your legs wide.

“let’s see if i can make you soak the next pair too,” he murmured, lips brushing your inner thigh before his mouth found its way exactly where you needed it most.

and that was only the beginning.

[broidobe]

you guys are absolutely DEVOURING my sami yaffa fics omg! i’m so grateful 🥹🤍

[broidobe]

not a request, but have you noticed that izzy kinda looks like sami LMAO

YES! i’ve been saying that FOREVER! i swear they were separated at birth lol