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@rxckclimber
They’re like little fucking noisemakers; shrill and generally unpleasant. Not that Josh would say that OUT LOUD to Sam or anyone else, because yeah, anti-father of the year award. “Hell if I know. Would I dunno, warm milk help or something?”
Head in her hands, Sam can’t help but curl up on herself, tiny baby rested on the tops of her thighs and continuing to scream. “Breastmilk is already warm, and it’s all they’re allowed to have until they’re one. We’ve tried everything.”
@tcrmental
“Why won’t they sleep? I need to sleep. Why aren’t they tired, because I am so fucking tired.”
so....hiiiii. long time no see? REALLY long time no see. sam’s muse is finally alive after all the bull split and drama that i ended up dealing with...like three months later, and i’m going to slowly work on getting things going here again. i don’t know if i even have any active followers anymore.. but if i do, like this for a starter?
He leans in to kiss her cheek and whisper in her ear.
“You look beautiful. As always.”
She scrunches up her nose just slightly, a smile pulling at the corners of her lips as she reaches out to lightly and plafully give his shoulder a slight push. “That makes up for the slutty comment.”
His mouth opened and then snapped shut as Sam’s strong facade dissolved, leaving nothing more than a terrified sixteen year old girl in its absence. It was easily one of the most disturbing things Josh had witnessed, right up there with his mother’s almost illegitimate child. Ironic how they both involved pregnancies. Inhaling a shaky breath, he traced small circles along her back as sobs rattled through her. This situation right here was just the icing on life’s ’fuck you’ cake. As the mattress dipped under the other’s weight, he welcomed her against him let her curl tight against his body as he absentmindedly played with locks of blonde hair, listening intently. She didn’t know, and somehow, that was okay because he didn’t know, either. The obvious answer couldn’t be applied in this situation; Josh wouldn’t wipe his hands clean of a life he helped create, just to mosey through life like nothing happened, and Sam couldn’t bring herself to the option of aborting. The thought of it even made him cringe. “No one’s saying you have to do the ‘other thing’, Sam. I’m not gonna force your hand in it. It’s your body, your choice —- you know?” He shrugged, returning his gaze to her. God, she looked so small like that. He hadn’t given much thought to her father, truthfully. He only met the man one time and that one time was enough, concluding Sam’s dad was one scary dude. Josh’s lips quirked up in a weak smile, adjusting his position to wipe her tears away. “Cremation, or burial?”
Sam nodded in response, though couldn’t think of what to say. Part of her was relieved that he was going to go along with whatever she decided, but part of her was looking for an answer that she couldn’t find on her own. She wanted his input, wanted to know what he wanted to do with all of this because she didn’t know. She always knew, but for once she didn’t know. Her gut instinct was nothing, and this wasn’t the type of decision she wanted to make on her own. “I don’t think I could, even if I wanted to. Sixteen and under usually requires parental permission...I think. I’m not sure, I’ve never really had to research any of this before.” A bit of a laugh bubbled out, and she idly nuzzled into him a bit further. She sniffled and reached up to wipe at her cheeks to smudge the tears he’d missed. “I’d say burial but my parents probably would go for cremation since I can’t go in the family plot now that I’m a sinner.” Even though she joked about it, there was a bit of fear about that aspect of things as well. She wasn’t sure what she believed and despite a religious upbringing, religion had never been something of vast importance to her. But she did believe in something, and she was afraid she’d gone and ruined all of that too. But tears were flowing on their own without even thinking of that, so she pushed those fears aside for the more immediate ones. Her sobs quieted slightly, less racking and more hiccuping sounds, as she struggled to force herself into composure. She needed to think, not cry and panic, but her mind seemed to disagree. She’d yet to let herself really face any of this, and now it was hitting her full-force and pulling the rug out from under her. But she did allow herself to draw some comfort from him, and inhaled a shaky breath. “What do we do?” She slowly sat up, red-eyed with tear stained cheeks as she blinked at him. “I can’t..I don’t know. I don’t know what to do. I need your help with this, because I don’t know.”
luxetveritasetvirtus:
a fight is going on inside me.
it is a terrible battle and it is between two wolves.
one is evil.
he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed,
arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment,
inferiority, lies, false pride,superiority
and ego.
the other is good.
he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity,
humility, kindness, benevolence,
empathy, truth, compassion and faith.
the same fight is going on inside you. and every other person, too.
which wolf will win?
THE ONE YOU FEED
independent and selective good wolf muse.
WHICH WOLF WILL WIN?
THE ONE YOU FEED
luxetveritasetvirtus:
a fight is going on inside me.
it is a terrible battle and it is between two wolves.
one is evil.
he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed,
arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment,
inferiority, lies, false pride,superiority
and ego.
the other is good.
he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity,
humility, kindness, benevolence,
empathy, truth, compassion and faith.
the same fight is going on inside you. and every other person, too.
which wolf will win?
THE ONE YOU FEED
independent and selective good wolf muse.
▍FATHER OF THE YEAR.
The movement had ceased for a good moment, making Josh feel as though his efforts were not in vain. He was rather proud of himself, actually, even if Sam didn’t seem so enthused at first. “I feel your pain every night,” he grumbled back, shifting to settle back against their set of pillows. Now they both could probably sleep in goddamn peace until the baby’s next unexpected kick or stretch there was a press against his hand, and Josh looked down, unimpressed and rather irritated. “Did you fuckin’ feel that? He’s sassing me already, Sam.” Josh prodded the small bump until he was sure it faded again. He made a mental note to invest in that audio book, ‘Go the fuck to sleep’; snap headphones to Sam’s growing belly and just let the kid figure it out on his own. Great father-in-training. Truly. His parents would be proud. “Yeah, yeah. I’ll figure something out; ask my mom or something.” He let her get comfortable again, pressing further back before his arm can resume its previous position. “Sounds ‘bout right to me. I mean, if he’s anything like me then we’re fucked in the sleep department for eighteen years. As for the coffee, you can have decaf, just think it’s caffeinated.. kinda like a placebo effect.”
“For like, the past two weeks. I’ve been dealing with this shit for two months. He thinks he’s a soccer star and my ribcage is the ball.” Sam winced slightly as the recall of when he’d been situated just a little higher to kick directly at her ribs, and hoped that he wouldn’t think that would be a good idea to do that again now. “I’m amazed I don’t have bruises.” It wasn’t like her to complain; she’d been dealing with it well so far. But she was so damn tired and the kicking was normally fun and adorable; it wasn’t when she was beyond sleep deprived. “Yeah, I do. I feel it better than you. How about we don’t pick battles while he’s only inside me?” Even then, she felt a few more presses against Josh’s hand, and held back a sigh as though resigning herself to a night of a battle of wills between her two boys. Sam shifted around some more, finding herself unable to get comfortable for a few moments. “Great,” she said around a yawn. “Just what I wanted to hear after sleeping like, four hours in the past two days. And it doesn’t work. I tried it. It’s not real coffee.” Pulling the blankets up around her slightly, she grimaced as a particularly sharp kick had her shifting again. Sighing, she rolled over (with more effort than she wanted to admit) to face him, idly nuzzling in. “Can we watch a movie or something? There’s no damn way he’s letting me sleep right now.”
▍@rxckclimber
Admittedly, Josh never slept well during the night; always had trouble falling asleep, finding a comfortable position to fall asleep in and even staying asleep. He preferred to blame this on the cornucopia of medication he ingested daily, rather than himself and Sam (it wasn’t her fault that she wasn’t comfortable any more and he was kind of to blame for that, too). But tonight tonight he could totally blame the baby. Josh’s arm was comfortably and thoughtlessly slung across Sam, body pressed against her back and his face buried in a mess of blonde hair. Not that he cared, he was sleeping, he barely cared about anything when sleep came so easily. That was until he felt the movement poking at his arm and then his wrist. It moved from place to place every few minutes or so, and Josh was left blinking sleep out of his eyes in confusion, hazed vision darting to the alarm clock. 3:45AM. What the fuck, little man? Josh tapped a finger against the swell of her belly repeatedly, brows furrowed as he leaned down and close to the kicking phenomena. Wasn’t even born yet and he was already causing a disturbance in the force. “Hey, you. Stop that. It’s sleeping time, little homie.”
Sam was beginning to accept that sleep was a thing of the past. She had never had trouble sleeping before, had always slept wonderfully when given the opportunity to crash snuggled up next to Josh, but now sleeping was a mess. She was tired all of the time, but she could never quiet her mind quite enough to settle down. And once she did, the darling little angel sapping her energy decided it was time to practice what was likely going to be a wonderful and successful soccer career at some point in the future. So many people had told her to stock up on sleep (was that even possible?) before the baby arrived, but it seemed he was going to be causing problems long before he was born. “Now you feel my pain,” she grumbled once she felt his fingers against her stomach and as he spoke. She felt a faint pressing back against his fingers, biting at the inside of her cheek to bite back a smile because this really wasn’t a laughing matter as late as it was. “He’s been doing this for like, two months, but now you can feel it too. If you can think of a way to make him stop, then please, by all means. I still have months of this left.” She huffed out a sigh, followed by a yawn. She squirmed against him slightly, pushing back against him to cuddle further as her hands idly smoothed over the ever-growing (and she meant ever-growing) bump that shaped her stomach. “I’m never going to sleep again. It’s official. And I can’t even have coffee.” “
the enthusiastic virgin and the older experienced one plot full of firsts and really excited make-out sessions and cautious handjobs and full-body blushing and hard breathing and guiding with words lots of ‘yeah just like that i like that’ ‘you’ve got it baby’ and bodies shaking from ecstasy and holding and caressing and making soup after sex at two in the morning
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as i become more obsessed with hello, i’ve kind of come up with an idea for an au/older sam verse that i want to use? i feel like sam would take care of everyone for so long after the blackwood pines incident and totally put herself last, and not really focus on getting herself through it all/getting herself better until everyone else was okay again. i kind of had a timeline in mind that this might be around the time that she goes to law school, and then she kind of just...cuts off all contact? like, she’s finally allowing herself to focus on her and trying to get through it all because she never gave herself a chance to heal because she was so busy trying to help everyone else. she’s in a new city and all on her own, so it’d just feel like right the time to do it. anyway, i’d really like to do something along these lines with her running into one of the group tons of years later, once she’s out of law school and an established attorney, or she reaches out to one of them after dealing with a case with teenagers going missing or something else that would bring back memories. i just want the feels. would anyone be interested in this?
Did you have lucky charms for breakfast? Because you look magically delicious!
“Stop,” Sam whined out with a laugh, reaching out to shove athis chest. “You’re just making me hungry.” She was always hungrylately, no surprise considering the slight bump that had begun toform. But the statement wasn’t exactly true. He’d made her laughtoo, pulled a smile onto her face despite the grumpy mood she’dbeen in all morning. “But no, I didn’t. They’re not vegan, smartass.”
Have you always been this cute, or did you have to work at it?
She can’t help it - she laughs. A quick roll of the eyes follows as she shifts toplayfully bump him with her hip, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips despiteSam doing her best not to. “It’s effortless,” she says with a shrug, grin turning abit impish. “I’m damn adorable and I know it. And now that I know you know it,I’m going to use this to my advantage.”
