❝ I could have never woken up. ❞ He mutters to himself , hands rusting on his forearms as he stares out into the sky. To say it’s an OUT OF BODY feeling is an understatement - it’s a mix of the disbelief that a whole entire month has passed and the type of ‘mid-connection’ feeling that comes with one waking up from a long slumber. Sam even has to wonder if this is even real , or if he’s dreaming , and frankly , he doesn’t think he’ll like the answer , either way. ❝ There - There has to be someone that isn’t just okay after this - A month passed. So much can happen in a month , and - we’re supposed to just - just accept this ?? What if - what if there’re people who aren’t okay ?! ❞ He finds himself nearly breaking down - both from the sleep still in his system , making him a tad bit sensitive , as well as the sickening feeling of all the lost time. It’s hard to accept this kind of thing ; he doesn’t want to accept it.
– ♔ Hilarious, that’s what it is really. Auradon had once more fallen victim to the ploys of the Villains without a damn inkling of how it had happened, of what was to come. “Et’s dreadful innet, how Auradon can be surprised even now? Ye’d think tha they’d be on their toes after everythin’ tha’s happened.” Smile continues to twist lips upward, laughter dancing on her tongue. “Maybe if we’re lucky — more heads will roll.”
Sam . . . Sam was never the one to get angry , per say. He was never the one to take enjoyment in starting FIGHTS , or keeping them GOING , or showing any sort of distaste for anyone else. But sometimes , even the quietest of mice can make the loudest squeaks , especially in the case where they felt frightened , threatening , or defensive. And that was now , a normally polite voice heated as he interrupted her phrase with - ❝ Casse toi ; ca suffit. ❞ Basically , piss off & that’s enough. Brown eyes , still soft yet holding a fire that he’d inherited from his mother ( but rarely ignitied ) , bore right through her as he asked , ❝ How could you say something like that ?? About other people ?? It’s sadistic and wrong. ❞
“Come here they said. It will be a valuabe experience they said. The place where true royals are made ready to rule they said. Must have forgot the part about the villains and the curses, I guess.” Wren’s eyes were cold and his facial expression was mute of his supressed annoyance. He arrived just before the curse put everyone to sleep and needless to say, he was not warming to his new home here.
❝ Monsieur , ❞ ever the one to be either devil’s advocate or the mediator , his voice is soft and quiet as his eyes rest upon Wren , ❝ I promise you , this is not the normal. ❞ Of course it wasn’t ; but occurrences like these were rather . . . scary when they did come about. And Sam couldn’t do much except say the same thing - We’ll get through it , this is a rare thing. But how rare ?? ❝ They’ll find out why this happened - I can assure you that. ❞
❝ would you look at that . . . the big bad wolves , at it again . ❞ innocent as ever , as if she hadn’t known about the curse from the beginning . her eyes sparked with mischief , perhaps the only indication that betrayed her words . while most people were waking up in a cloudy daze , the brunette feline felt stronger than ever . perhaps it was something about the bad guys finally wielding the upper hand . or maybe she just enjoyed catching up on her sleep . one never knows with her .
❝ Wolves. ❞ He repeated , an obvious slur to his words due to the fact he was still recovering from waking. Because of course , as it always does one when sleeps , it felt as if no time passed - but judging by the way he couldn’t seem to RECOVER , the grog pushed down onto him and reminded him that he received a month’s worth of rest. And he was still trying to wrap his head around the fact that it wasn’t a prank. ❝ How are you so . . . awake. I haven’t - I haven’t even gotten to be - ❞ Yawn. ❝ . . . back to myself yet. ❞
He keeps himself busy so he doesn’t think - and ADMITTEDLY , considering recent events of arrests , stripping of magic , it’s entirely reasonable. Thinking about it just makes him SAD , so he’s trying his hardest to think of anything else but. Hence , why he’s going around switching the flowers in vases not only around the Prep school , but also common areas and the like nearby. But there’s also the muttering to himself - ❝ That couldn’t - is it possible ?? Is it legal ?? How could - it’s just - AH ! ❞ He’s not sure if it’s someone else speaking to him or doing as much as stepping nearby him that makes him jump and turn around - and he drops the vase momentarily , before catching it quickly with both hands and letting out a relieved exhale. ❝ I am so sorry , ❞ the butler tells the other , looking up with exhausted brown hues , ❝ is there - is there anything I can help you with ?? ❞
Julien was sitting against a tree, sunglasses on now that the winter was gone, playing his guitar. He should be in class but the idea of going bored him and so here he was now humminh a tune under his breath. “Fill my heart with song, hmm hmm hmmm hmm hmmm…” He couldn’t remember most of the words of what he was playing but it was nice but he could care less just happy to be playing. The humming stopped as he saw in the corner of his eyes he was being watched. Turned his head, he continued strumming. “You’re more than welcome to take a picture of me if you’ll like.” The young prince said. “But it’s a little weird you’re just staring at me.”
❝ Staring ?? Oh , I - I’m so sorry , monsieur - ❞ Samuel bowed his head in apology , standing up straight once more and clasping his hands together. He admittedly got lost in the strumming , a feeling very similar to one he’d experience when playing on the piano or the violin. And the guitar , he always wanted to learn it , but concern would always arise if he’d be criticized in whatever reason for learning. Since , he had other things to focus on. ❝ May i ask . . . how long have you been playing ?? ❞
– & French. Brow creases if only a moment, trying to place where perhaps he could be from; for whom his parents are. Alas nothin comes to mind, perhaps the twenty years she’d been prisoner upon the isle had made her dull and naive to those in the multiple kingdoms. “I meant it, darling.” A nod of her head from behind the bar, settling the glasses into the sink only to rinse them and place them into the dish washer. “You’re the only one I’ve got left, I have no problem letting you remain until you’re ready to leave.”
Of course , he wouldn’t at all take a gracious offer for granted - but as well , he wouldn’t stretch it out. He could never. But he nodded , bidding a soft , ❝ Merci beaucoup , ❞ and taking another sip from the wine glass in his palm. And a tired loll of the head to the side as he allowed himself to ponder once more , until replying , ❝ . . . I do appreciate it , very much. I’m not - I’m normally not much of a drinker. But lately I think my stress levels are rising , so . . . ❞ He lifted the wine glass , before eyeing the small amount and shooting the rest back quickly. He needed that.
Halima smiles. “It’s so hard memorizing the medical terms. There’s so many.” She sighs and closes her book. “Ready for a break? We’ve been at this all night.”
❝ I could . . . I could use a break. ❞ He finally replied , looking up through obviously exhausted eyes at Halima’s face. A break was needed - maybe even a nap , but Sam was unfortunately not the type to treat his body with that sort of respect. A break would suffice.
“Yes. I know a way. I figured it out one day when I was exploring. I haven’t been though. I wanna go come on. We can pack a picnic or something. It’ll be really fun I promise. I wanna explore some more.”
He wants to say yes. He wants to say yes and go out and have a nice time during a PICNIC and all - but this is Sam. Sam , who worried about everything. Sam , who has to ask a million questions and take twice the amount of precautions even for somewhere as harmless as Halloweentown. ❝ But what if - what if we’re not allowed there , Arrow. ❞ He asks , standing up straight and offering that same concerned stare everyone has seen at least once. ❝ It’s fun - I want to go , too - but I also am worried that you’d get in TROUBLE and that’s not fun. ❞
not quite what the pirate had been expecting to hear. and yet this was auradon, clearly people around here were going to be a rather large contrast from what he knew. despite having spent a good chunk of time in this place already some things still managed to surprise him. someone calling sunlight a vitamin was certainly a first. glancing back towards the other, harry quirked a brow as he regarded the male silently. “common knowledge, eh?? perhaps ‘ere.” small shrug, blue hues turning back towards the water. “didn’t get much sunlight back on the isle. rather cloudy an’ gloomy. guess it ain’t a surprise we were denied whatever a vitamin was.”
❝ Cloudy and gloomy . . . ❞ Sam repeated , allowing his eyes to drift from the other to once again run over the painting-like horizon , maybe squinting his eyes and wondering if a shadow of the Isle would just pop up in the distance. But he knew one thing - the more and more he heard about the Isle , the more he disliked it , and the more and more he heard about life on it , the more he felt the need to . . . well , take responsibility wasn’t the word for it. But he wanted to fix the issue - REPAIR IT , make life better for people there who were only now getting chances. Despite the fact his mother’s name never went down in the stories , despite the fact he wasn’t a royal and instead a simple castle butler. Despite that. ❝ But yeah - the sun’s a great source of Vitamin D , and that’s why it’s so . . . comforting , I guess. But be careful , since also it’s , um . . . it’s also a producer of those UVB rays that can be damaging to your skin. Sunburn. And normally if you’re pale as a ghost like me , you burn . . . way too easily. ❞
Halima was studying with Sam. “Why does medical school have to be so hard?” She sighs. She had decided to take summer classes so she could get closer to her goal of being a doctor. She was in her favorite cafe and she smiled up at Sam. “How have you been Sam?”
❝ Huh - ❞ He had to look up , more than focused on the notes he’d written down - scribbled in the neatest French cursive but of course unrecognizable to anyone except he who penned them. He would answer - but then there was hesitance. How . . . was he ?? ❝ - I’m fine. ❞ Was his soft reply. ❝ Just - trying to make sure I remember everything on this paper. ❞
Arrow was walking around Auradon, he’d still not found his way around yet. He still felt like a fish out of water. But he had Sam to help him around. “Hey Sam? Can we go to Halloweentown? I really wanna check it out!”
Free time left him bored ; he’d still been trying to find new ways to keep himself busy - but that was a bit hard , considering that even thought he was TWENTY-THREE he still hadn’t figured out any hobbies. Any pasttimes . . . It was almost concerning. But one thing was of course the piano and violin , the latter of which he’d been tuning when Arrow approached him. ❝ Halloweentown ?? ❞ He asked , mocha hues drifting up to meet the other’s. ❝ Do we . . . can we get there ?? ❞
– & On edge seemed a good description of everyone’s state since the announcement of the arrests flooded the streets of Auradon. Xena imagined it was only going to get worse, however it’s that kind of train of thought she’s kept mum knowing it’ll only bring further tension. That simply, isn’t good for business. Speaking of business, “We close in fifteen, darling.” Melodic call across the room to the last occupant, absently moving as she collects empty plates and glassware from vacated tables. “But please, take all the time you need.”
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A listless gaze stared into the burgundy liquid in Samuel’s wine glass , the twenty-three year-old feeling rather . . . out of it. That would be the best way to describe it , and nothing more ; despite the winter ending and a spell being lifted , the arrests - they didn’t make him feel good. And he’d rather spend his time not feeling good by indulging in a rare drink than feeling sorry for himself at home when he wasn’t even involved. ❝ Oh - ❞ He looked up , caught from his trance , and shaking his head. ❝ No , no - I won’t be long at all , mademoiselle. But thank you. I do appreciate it. ❞
words couldn’t even begin to describe how utterly relieved the first mate was for the winter to be gone. cold weather and harry just didn’t quite go well together. pleased, and far less grumpy than he’d been as of late, harry sat on the docks, boots and socks off to he side as let feet sink into the water, breathing out a delighted sigh. finally things weren’t freezing around this place anymore. “cannot remember the last time i was so ‘appy fer some sunlight.” not that he’d ever had it before coming to auradon. “feels so fucking good.”
❝ It’s good for you , monsieur. Sunlight’s a valuable source of Vitamin D. ❞ He’s only interjected on impulse - the sound of another voice causing for Sam to respond immediately instead of thinking MAYBE he should exactly see who’s speaking before conversing with people he doesn’t know quite well. But granted , he’s friendly. It’s only natural he offers a reply while out on a walk - admittedly missing the heat a little too much after winter’s chill overstayed its welcome. A small sigh , one boot taking a step closer to the edge of the docks - now looking at small party boats in the distance probably celebrating the going of the winter , the birds flying close to the sun . . . A clear of the throat. ❝ Ahem , I mean , that’s just what I know. C-Common knowledge. ❞
( ROCKY LYNCH, TWENTY-THREE, HE/THEY )┊SAMUEL “SAM” NOËLLE
is the child of ANGELIQUE and they have ONE YOUNGER SIBLING. they seem
to enjoy living in auradon. i’ve heard they’re known to be GENTLEMANLY +
A PERFECTIONIST. we’ll be keeping an eye on them to see how they’ll write
their own story. ( hylia ) // playlist , pinterest , to listen as you read.
welcome to bible study , we’re all children of JESUS ! hey howdy hey folks this is hylia back at again with another cinnamon roll , this time using the painfully underrated angel rocky lynch as an actual angel , sam. click to read more under the cut , and pls pls pls feel free to hit me up for plotting !!
BACKSTORY & BASICS
so this is gonna be relatively short bc frankly Sam’s a little boring so !!
Sam’s dad is an unknown man and Sam’s mom is Angelique, Prince Adam’s castle decorator. The little angel voiced by Bernadette Peters in the BATB Enchanted Christmas movie. And Sam was actually already born during the events of BATB - while his mom was changed into a Christmas angel, he was transformed into a cherub ornament. But he was a baby so he doesn’t remember anything related to it.
But he always had a love for the holidays since his mom’s position! And around the castle, where he grew up with her, he’d often help her and that stuff. Always would play with the other kids around the castle since - tiny squad, yk.
Yeah though he’d!! Grow up to serve Belle & Adam like his mother - especially in the context of being the next generation who’d follow Ben. He’d become a butler around the castle, but also due to his desire for helping people, he’d pursue medical schooling to act as the ‘nurse’ of the castle.
So yeah. Sam’s ur school nurse but. Castle nurse?? I guess???
He bounces back and forth between the castle and Auradon prep in terms of working - sort of doing the same thing around the prep school, acting as an assistant nurse but also a janitor if an extra one is needed. Bc he’s REALLY good at cleaning.
Also still helps out with decorating duties but that’s just a given I mean he’s ANGELIQUE’S BABY
PERSONALITY & FACTS
Basic facts - Sam is masculine non-binary but really doesn’t care what you call him, homoromantic homosexual, and 6′3 bc we love trees. He’s as angelic in personality as he is angelic appearance and I mean... look at him.
So essentially Sam is the perfect guy your average genuinely nice dude - he’s painfully polite and normally never seen to be angry, never complains if anyone asks him to do anything and also rarely turns down lending a hand to anyone.
....BUT, he has a bit of a perfectionist streak. Yes, Sam does not like to leave any flaws or any stone unturned in his work.
There is also his tendency to freak out of things don’t go his way. Not in the sense that he’s someone who throws a fit if you don’t do what he says - no, I mean that if there’s a plan and he agrees with it, he has to stick with it and if it doesn’t go exactly as planned he’ll lose his cool. He’ll stress himself out and think of EVERY WORST POSSIBLE OUTCOME if one thing is out of place. Like, if you’re going somewhere and you don’t follow the exact way to get there as it says on the map?? Sam can’t do it. No, he needs ORDER and structure.
So of course this means he’s a planner, extremely organized and great at doing things by the book. He just... needs to learn it’s okay to not do things by the book sometimes.]
But he is EXTREMELY kind and gentle and caring and enjoys taking care of other people!! He’s your mom friend, I said it. Mom friend. Always has gauze and band-aids in case someone gets hurt, sanitary appliances and stuff in case you need it, sewing needle and thread if you have an emergency rip, etc.
He grew up learning all the necessary homemaking essentials so he can cook, clean, sew, dress a wound - also knows how to play piano and violin but has an odd fear of pipe organs... wonder why.
One thing he does tho if he’s not busy and in the prep common areas, if there IS one he’ll play piano and it sounds. Heavenly.
Sometimes he sings too and lemme tell u... his voice...
yes that is rocky btw i fucking love that song to pIECES
He’s more than willing to give his heart away to anyone and this is both... a good thing and a bad thing.
Everyone says he might as well have actual angel wings and a halo and tbh that’s... so true.
WANTED CONNECTIONS
Gimme some folks Sam mom-friends over!! Ppl who repeatedly keep coming to him w/ their issues and he just. Gives them his help or a shoulder to cry on with zero hesitation. Bc frankly, he’s like that.
Would love if he did this over some VKs that initially wouldn’t trust him but they slowly learn that he won’t harm them and they get. Comfy around him.
Bad influences. Ppl who wanna see such a gentle, sweet soul crash and burn for whatever reason.
Also people who see his kindness and want to take advantage of it for their own personal gain since it’s so fucking easy to do
u can break his heart, trick him into doing something, etc. etc.
IF HE GETS TRICKED INTO DOING SMTH FOR THE VILLAINS THATD B SO FUCKING WILD....
other kiddos of the batb servants bc uh again servant kiddo squad
unrequited crushes bc yk that shit fucks me up to absolutely no degree aaaaand knowing sam growing up he probably had a whole fucking lot
exes too bc uh why the fuck not
ppl who think the whole nice guy thing is fake. i mean. it’s not. but there’s always gonna be sb who THINKS it is so please fucking give it to me.
give! me! his younger! sib!
also this would have to be assessed later on with chemistry but pls! give! sam! a boyfriend! he’s the perfect boyfriend i promise u that!!!
lov if he had a boyfriend who was like. from the exact opposite side of the tracks n was the typical ‘bad boy’ bc that’s my fav dynamic esp bc sam is the cinnamon roll to end all cinnamon rolls
i’d love if there were ppl who had a big deep dark secret around auradon and sam came across it and they’d trust him with it and he’d hide it for them and all that stuff bc frankly again homie can’t say no
again @ my antagonistic muses just pls fcking use him for whatever give me the ANGST give me the DRAMA ,
annnd essentially i’m lightning mcdumbdumb and can’t think of anything else so !!
chances are if u like this i’ll message u for plotting but pls feel free to dm me here or on discord ( rocky lynch lovebot / hylia.#0329 - does it make sense now ) if u have any ideas u can’t wait to show me bc i wanna hear anything and everything !! love u all dearly my homies and stream x by the driver era xoxo
