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@misterswinchester
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Hi! Just a little post to say I (applepiefxcker) got in touch with my pal Indio and got this blog. Teacher!Sam is go once again!Ā
thekyliewilliamsĀ replied to yourĀ post:Ā crumples up in a ball because sam always feels so...
Logging onto feels is always the best. I mean Hiya hunnybunch :) xx
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open RP
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Joseph Stalin raises his head, a sly twinkle in his eye as he meets the bald manās suggestive gaze. āWalterā¦ā He purrs, dragging his tongue along the underside of his mustache in anticipation. āI see youāve finally arrived.āĀ
hello police
"Oh, Walter," The man chuckled, mustache quivering in delight. "IĀ amĀ the police.ā
crumples up in a ball because sam always feels so bad for sharlene
*kisses deeply and passionately before walking away.* Pass this to 10 other people on the dash.
"Oh⦠uh, okay, just walk away, thatās cool tooā¦"
Closed w/ Misterswinchester
It was cold that day. Cooler than usual but that was expected seeing as winter was almost here, and as always no matter how cold it got, Sarah had went out running. Breath rising in white plumes, she slowed to a halt to take a break, her attention being drawn to the amount of noise coming from the community centre. She was never one for short cuts but today the woman wasnāt in the mood to be out in the cold for long, bringing her past the centre.
Hands in her pockets, she casually strolled over to see what was going on. Just coaching, nothing special but it was better than nothing. After all, it was better to watch this than returning to the run straight away. However, much to her disappointment, it was soon over, participants quickly departing.
"Thatās a good bunch you have there." She called over to who she assumed was the coach.
Sam let out an exuberant laugh. "Oh, yeah, they're pretty good this year." Clapping his hands together, hardly feeling the cold, Sam grinned. "I'm excited. Um, I'm Sam, and this is my team. Hopefully we'll go to regionals, but who knows. What can I call you?"
Fall in love when you are ready, not when youāre lonely.
Simon Nessman (via bl-ossomed)
Accidents Happen {Closed} - Lindze & Sam
A small smile settled on her face at the bit of relief, and the warm sense of comfort that came from hearing that sheād see Sam soon, spread over her. Lindze didnāt know what it was about Sam that could make her believe that maybe, just maybe, there were genuinely good guys out there and that something akin to romantic love, could exist in the world. An everlasting love, one for the books, true, pure, and destined, is not what she and Sam had. Not as far as she was concerned. Not that she believed in such. What Lindze and Same hadā¦they liked and respected one another, and the attraction, their sexual chemistry, was intense, but that wasnāt all there was. There was thisā¦connection between them. They were friends, or at least, they could be, too. Sam could make her smile and make her laugh.
Lindze needed to see him, even if she didnāt tell him just yet. And she definitely did not want to tell Sam that she was pregnant over the phone. She didnāt want to tell him about the accident either but she didnāt want to lie to him. She wasnāt sure that she could lie to him. She took a deep breath and began speaking, āI am, but I was in a small fender bender. I took on a deer and the deer won. I mean, it lost too, so I guess you could call it a Pyrrhic victory.ā She chuckled lightly. āReally, Iām more shook up than anything else. My car is worse off than me or the deer, so please donāt worry.ā
Her hand was resting on her lower abdomen, as if her maternal instinct was already kicking in.
āOh god,ā Sam said. āI'm just glad you're okay. Do you have a ride? I mean, I could pick you up and make you some food if you wanted. Granted, we'd probably have to stop at a store because all I've got in the fridge is my weird vegetarian shit.ā He ran his fingers through his hair before he started his truck. āI'm just glad you're okay.āĀ
Playing with Fire? | Kylie
If Kylie wasnāt so flustered and distraught at the moment she probably wouldāve laughed at his reaction. It was cute. āIām not breaking up with you.ā She shook her head slightly her voice soft laced with a bit of fear. What if she told him and he left her? What if she ruins his life or something? The thought terrified her. āSweetie just stop.ā She cracked a small smile at his awkwardness before heaving a long heavy sigh. Kylie took the test from behind her and held it out so he could see it clearly. āIām āā pregnant.āĀ
He could feel the words as if time had stopped. As if the world just stopped moving for one second and then began turning again. Sam nodded with comprehension, a hand rising to the back of his neck. He fingered his hair a moment before the hand dropped. Pressing a hand to the wall, he took a deep breath. "Pregnant. You're pregnant," he repeated, unsure entirely of what his reaction should be. It was a fairly basic train of thought there: he had no intention of leaving, but itĀ was just a bit too early to have a baby. "Okay... What do you want to do?"
50th | Sharlene
Sharlene had gone out and grabbed some drinks after looking up a doctor who themed drink. āBought some alcohol for some āsonic screwdriversā,ā She grinned, nodding and kissing his cheek, āWeāll have a feast.ā Smiling brightly as she followed him inside the house. She put down her stuff and raised an eyebrow at him, grinning. āDonāt explode on me, alright? Iād rather keep ya around.ā She moved her arms around his waist and hugged him back, āIām glad I could make it too, I managed tāstop out of town tāfinish my job and came right back.
She just grinned, cupping his cheek, āYouāre cute when youāre excited for something.ā Before winking at him and heading further into his place before flopping on the couch for just a moment, rubbing her face and realizing just a moment later that she hadnāt washed up. Excusing herself a moment she went and washed any blood that sheād missed, brushing out her hair and pulling it into a bun, adjusting her clothes and looking at herself in the mirror, deeming everything appropriate, she came back out to him and leaned on the counter. āSo, one hour, what would you like to do until then?ā
"Awesome, cool. You want some help making those?" Sam rarely drank, but what the hell. This was kind of a once in a lifetime thing. Longest running show in the world, that's something incredible. "I'm basically the fattest kid you'll ever meet, so be prepared for feasts and leftovers and whatever, Shar." Grinning as he leaned down, he kissed her cheek before shrugging.
After taking her stuff to the kitchen, he sat beside her on the couch. "Oh you've got..." Rubbing a thumb against a bit of dirt on her neck, it only took a second for his face to change, lifted brows and a gentle gaze of misunderstanding. He knew he didn't know entirely. He just hoped he would at some point. Glancing up at her as she came back, a smile settled on his face. "I figure we can eat and talk and do whatever. Unless you've got something in mind."
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