#evansam

[howdy-do-da-day]

[jams-sims]

I am home now, I can finally decompress and talk about tonight's episode. I'm going to start with Sam because, she's my girl and then next I'll do Jammer. And yes I'm going to talk about Sam x Evan, if you don't like that I can't help you.

This is the first time, in a hot minute, we've addressed Sam's identity issue. Her lack of real connections outside of her friend base. There's something about that that is worrisome. Everyone has their connections now K has the wolf, Jammer has the fire salamander, Evan has the Bear. We could assume that Sam's is going to be the bat or maybe the goat. What worries me, is that the implications of the next episode, from the misleading trailer at the end. Shows that its going to be about the sea creature and trying to ecaspe that. I have this feeling that something bad's going to happen involving Sam. I could be picking up on nothing but the Vibes Feel off. I feel like that phone scene was just a step.

I feel like we're going to have more scenes, of this lack of connection happening. We have 3 eps left, that just enough time for something to go horribly wrong. Especially with Sam being the heart of the group.

The reason why it weighing on me is because- Sam needed someone outside the group to check on her a few eps back. It was right after Evan killed B. I feel like her friendships are going to come into questions because- How much of her friendship does she believe they love her for her. Evan and her have been having a lot of hearts to hearts. An just like how evan broken down an express those complicated emotions when Jammer got his magical connections.

I can see Sam having a moment where this darkness in her heart. This lack of community comes and tries to swallow her and her connections.

Now onto SamEvan or EvanSam- listen idc if it meant to be friend coded or not. If Sam and Evan do kiss im breaking into the drop off studio dome and stealing tabby. The tension between them is insane!!

It feels like Evan is one minute, alway from decalring his fucking knight like devotion to Sam. EVERYTIME they have a heart to heart, Evan gives off the vibe that he wants to say 'I would kill so many people for you.'

I DONT KNOW WHAT IT IS!!! ITS LIKE CRACK!!! PUMPED DIRECTLY INTO MY VIENS!! I dont even know how a relationship between Sam and Evan would work!? Sam and Evan have the most shittist relationship tracklist. It feels like they could either be the 'we dated for like a week but it fwkt better as friends' type or the 'we've been so casual about our relationship, moved in together and live this very domesticated life even though we arent actually married.'

It also doesnt help Aabira and Erika are bother just as bad as me, their facial jounery gets me acting crazy!!

I just want Sam to get everything, she needs and wants.

[embraceyourdestiny]

“I love you more every day I know you”

“Without it being weird I wanna be your dog”

“I want a reason to have a sofa” / “I could crash on your sofa”

I can’t take it anymore

[quinnyisms]

★彡𝖈𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖊𝖉 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗  彡★

Meeting up for coffee with Sam seemed like a good idea, at the time. Quinn had made sure to schedule the timing at a decent time so she’d have a babysitter lined up for Anakin. by the time her babysitter was supposed to get to her apartment, they had already canceled on her leaving her to figure out what to do. “Fuck,” she mumbled to herself. The blonde wasn’t one to say obscene words like that often, but she was in panic mode, deciding on what to do. It was too late to call her dad with his sickness and her mom was pulling a late shift at the hospital she worked at, and it was more or so late to cancel on Sam; she couldn’t even come up with an excuse if she tried so she gathered her thoughts and got her son’s diaper bag and carrier, placing the infant in his carrier. If Sam asked questions she could always just lie to him, but she knew she wouldn’t be able to lie to him and since they were going to be colleagues, Quinn knew deep down she needed to tell him. Well, she should have told him almost a year ago when she found out she was pregnant, and maybe a coffee shop would be a good place to do it; not like he could really yell at her there.

Letting out an exasperated sigh, she began to leave her apartment, placing Anakin into the car and then getting into the driver’s seat herself. After getting to the coffee shop, she exited the car and got her son, heading inside the place. Using one arm to carry her son, she went over to the counter and ordered herself an iced coffee. Using her free hand to carry the drink she made her way over to an empty table while she waited for Sam. maybe he wouldn’t ask questions, she thought to herself.

@evansam​

[howdy-do-da-day]

[embraceyourdestiny]

I’m gonna throw up in Sam being the only one to ever personally address Evan’s shadow. Like, that’s Evan’s familiar. She’s not really afraid of it. She’s the only person not afraid of it. even Evan is still Terrified by what it could do, by its destructive power. Sam is so charming that even a shadow demon could be her friend, and Evan would be like “okay actually I think you’re the bizarre one now. It’s actually normal to be afraid of it so there’s something different about you that you’re not. What do you mean my shadow visits you and you feed it shadows of food??”

Evan’s shadow taking on his dog-like tendencies and becoming puppy like with Sam like becoming physical just to lay in her lap while she pets it after her and Evan start living together and Evan stands there horrified the first few times he sees it because what the fuck how is there a person who’s loving to this evil thing (and Sam and shadows’s relationship becomes a microcosm of Evan’s relationship with himself and his view of being treated with kindness because he’s bad bad because shadows bad so we don’t deserve love but once again Sam proves him wrong and loves him anyway)

[embraceyourdestiny]

This is the most Sam-Evan Danielle and Brennan have ever looked and I’m so obsessed. Literal sunshine x shadow demon it’s crazy

[quinnyisms]

Who? - Quinn Fabray & Sam Evans @evansam​

When? - Regionals

Where? - Outside of The Finn Hudson Auditorium

What? - Sam starts freaking out about regionals and little ole Quinny attempts to give him advice.

Word Count? - 2,116 words

SAM: Today was the big day, the day sam had been dreading for weeks now. though the blonde was excited, for the kids and himself, to begin their competition season and compete in regionals, he couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of nervousness take over. this was the one year that sam truly believed they could easily make it to the end, and possibly even win. but after so many times of sam himself getting his hopes up with his own time in glee, he didn’t want to make that mistake again only for him to be crushed doubly, once for his own and again for the excitement he had built up for the kids he believed in so much. these racing thoughts were what had sam spacing out many times that day in the dressing room, giving the best pep talk he could without stuttering, leaving them to get ready as soon as he could. 

rushing out of the backroom, sam wasn’t necessarily looking where he was going until he found himself in the lobby outside of the auditorium. the man paused in a corner of the large area, placing his hands on top of his head as she started pacing back and forth to exert his nerves. he just wanted success for these kids so much, he was nervous to even think about what could happen once the doors next to him were open for the show.

QUINN: had been attempting all distance away from Sam. She did a shitty thing to him and she understood that now and that's why she was somehow offering herself to concession duty. It wouldn't be the first choice for the blonde, she'd rather be backstage with her own students giving them advice or helping them with their costumes or facial expressions but instead she was stuck in a tiny shoebox with an overwhelming aroma of nacho cheese. Minding her own business, she had been handing out nachos, hot dogs, chips, drinks, whatever someone had come by for when she saw Sam rushing out into the lobby. 

She tried to mind her own business but she was nosy, especially when it came to Sam. Letting out a sigh, she asked Santana to cover for her as she made her way out of the concession stand and over to Sam. You have time to walk back in she said to herself as she inched closer to the man, but she didn't go back inside. "Hey... everything okay?"

SAM: glanced at the watch wrapped around his wrist, not sure if he felt relief about seeing that there was still quite a bit of time before his own students would be making their way across the stage. it’s not that sam didn’t believe in them, he probably believed in them more than anyone ever could, but just the idea of something going wrong for the group that deserved so much drove him to shaky hands and uneven breath. hearing the female voice snap him out of his thoughts, sam jumped as he spun to face the oh so familiar blonde. “oh uh...,” he paused letting out a strained sigh and stuffing his hands in his pockets. “honestly, no. I'm a nervous wreck and I don’t even really know why but I can’t be back there radiating nervous vibes into that room so I started walking and just ended up here and now I don’t know what I’m doing,” he said as it all tumbled out of his mouth, taking a long breath afterward.

QUINN: had crossed her arms, biting on the bottom of her lip, rocking her feet back and forth as she waited to hear from Sam. She was terrified he would just look at her and tell her to go away, which she'd gratefully do  but she couldn't just ignore how nervous he looked and she'd probably feel more awful if she didn't at least check on him somewhat. 

 "Sam, calm down." The blonde scoffed, placing her hands on his shoulders. It may have been too touchy-feely for the circumstance they were in together, but in her mind she just wanted him to calm down for the sake of everyone involved. "You are amazing at what you do and Mr. Schue wouldn't have trusted you if he didn't think you could carry this legacy on. You've already made it to regionals and if the kids don't make it to nationals then it's okay because you've already made it so far." She told him, offering a soft smile in response. "Just breathe and have it in your kids that they'll win."

SAM: of course upon seeing Quinn, sams first thought was oh no, but a bigger part of him couldn’t find it in him to turn her away, especially when she would not have come up to him with ill intentions in mind. so sam swallowed the hurt that had been simmering over the past few days and let her put her hands on his shoulders as he listened, hoping this would help him even if just a little bit. 

“it’s not as easy as it sounds,” the blonde huffed, closing his eyes and he bounced on the heels of his feet. “I’ve heard a lot about how that’s very not true and normally it wouldn’t get to me but now it’s all come barreling back and making me question myself. and I feel like if I can’t get them to nationals then it’ll be on my shoulders, that I didn’t do enough or that I was good enough at preparing them as I could’ve been or something,” he said with a shake of his head, his shoulders slumping. “they just deserve this, every single one of them,”

QUINN: let out a soft sigh as she listened to Sam speak about his nerves. She was never the best at pep talks, normally she was the one needing a pep talk or would rather be off yelling at someone to do better than trying to uplift someone, but here she was trying to put on her best Schuester impression for him. 

"Don't listen to what some dumb kids say, we were their age talking about how Mr. Schue wasn't a great teacher and yet here we all are; he's a principal over a performing arts school, we're all teaching here, and we've all seemingly made it here in once piece," she chuckled, meeting her hazel eyes with his. "You deserve this too, Sam. You've worked so hard with them and if anyone deserves to go to nationals, it's your team."

SAM: though sam still felt on edge, Quinn's talk was enough of a distraction to calm his shaky hands and racing thoughts. all he could do was nod along to what she was saying, taking it in and trying to convince himself of it. convince himself that even with all the chaos and ‘nothing going right’ state of life he was in, that this would go right, that this was going to work out like he knew it could. 

“I pretty much thought Mr. Schue was cool, in his own ‘old white dude that tries to be cool’ type of way. but he did care about us, more than we could’ve ever asked for someone to, and that’s the part of him I want to carry over, you know without the whole creepy putting kids in gold shorts that cover way too little type of way,” he said, letting himself laugh a little at the memory. “can I ask you something? why’d you decide to come over here? I mean you could’ve just pretended to be busy with popcorn duty and ignored my existence entirely, so what made you do it? after everything that’s gone down recently?”

QUINN: was confident in Sam. Was it something she ever saw him doing as a career? No, but she would have to admit she was proud to see how he had grown into coaching his students, and as much as she wanted to be front and center in seeing him thrive, she knew she had to be in the back always after what she caused. 

"Cool is a bit of an understatement. I think we all have to admit he was a little weird about things, such as the Rocky situation," the softly spoken blonde said, looking down at her feet and then back to Sam. "I've been pretty shit to you and that's pretty obvious so I just felt like I should come check on you. I promise after this conversation though, I'll go back to popcorn duty, I know I'm not exactly your favorite person on the planet right now."

SAM: took a moment to take some deep breaths, rotating his shoulders as he let out the rest of his nerves. as much as he hated to admit it, this talk, whatever it was, helped him more than Quinn would ever know. and he wouldn’t forget it anytime soon. 

finally returning his gaze to the blonde in front of him, his eyes softened as they met her own, nodding along to what she was saying. “I saw a new side of the dude that day and I will never forget those fateful times.” he said with a small chuckle as he watched her. the glimmer in her hazel eyes made his heart skip a beat, a small smile resting on his features before he remembered he was supposed to be upset with her. “ah, well you didn’t have to do that, so thank you. sorry that I disrupted your fun night of popcorn and coke sales.” he glanced over to the stand where Santana was still hanging out sodas to the few people still filing into the auditorium. “if you get a calm moment, and you want to sneak past, I know the kids would love to see you out there supporting them.” I would too, remained unspoken as he kept his eyes trained on the doors that were still slightly propped open before the show began in mere moments.

QUINN: Reminiscing somewhat on their high school years was nice, it felt normal which is all Quinn wanted but they weren't normal anymore, there was a wedge between them and you could feel that wedge if you paid close enough attention. "They were the worst. Just be happy you weren't there to hear ice ice baby." She added, a small laugh exiting her mouth. She caught her own eyes meeting up to his blue ones and felt that at that moment, they shared a moment as if to give the illusion that everything was more than okay between them but Quinn knew that wasn't true. "No, it's fine. I didn't mind being pulled away from it for a bit," she replied smiling at him. "I'll try to sneak in for a bit if that's okay with you?" She was trying her hardest to not step on his toes while they were in purgatory with each other.

SAM: didn’t like having tension between him and his friends, especially with Quinn and especially about this. I knew he had a right to be mad, part of him just wished it was much simpler so he could move past it. but the other part was hurt, a constant reminder of what happened. however, he pushed the thoughts aside, clearing his mind to prepare for the night ahead. “I’ve heard stories, like some freaky horror story read to kids to keep them out of glee,” shaking his head before the lights flickered and the bell sounded, indicating showtime was soon. “I don’t mind. they’re your students too, you don’t have to worry about making me upset for supporting them,” he assured her with a smile, taking a step towards the door he had come from. with only a few moments left, he knew his presence would be needed to encourage them one last time. “so I guess I’ll see you out there?”

QUINN: smoothed down her babydoll dress, a classic look for the adult as she seemingly never grew out of wearing them. She knew things between them weren't the same and she'd come to accept that, somewhat in her mind but she had wished they could go back to their friendship before. "No wonder why no one ever joined." Noticing the lights beginning to flicker she decided now would be the best time to let him be and leave their conversation on hold. Making her way back slowly to the concession stand, she turned back around to face him. "You got this, Ken." She teased, a smile tugging at her lips as she turned back around on her heels and entered the concession stand.