samisa, willmack, & toff incorrects

seen from Japan
seen from United States

seen from Chile

seen from United States
seen from China
seen from China
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States

seen from Japan
seen from Singapore
seen from United States
seen from South Africa
seen from China

seen from Russia

seen from Japan
seen from United States

seen from Poland
samisa, willmack, & toff incorrects
Sometimes Toff goes in the kitchen and there’s like. Chip bag empty on the counter. Milk carton with a half centimetre left replaced in the fridge that he just KNOWS Sam drank straight from. Abandoned hoodie draped over one chair. Six pack he just purchased from a microbrewery with one beer suspiciously absent. And he’s like Mis! I said you could keep that goddamn dog if you took care of it and cleaned up after it!
And sometimes Toff goes in the living room and finds Sam lying on the couch with Misa and Stella both asleep on top of him, and Sam changes the TV to Toff’s show and tosses him the remote without saying anything at all. Keeps lying there. Maybe scrolls on his phone while Misa wriggles around a little and says horrifying things that Toff and Sam pretend not to hear.
And Toff is like well fuck is this also my goddamn dog. I’ll start stocking some Kokanee if you’ll keep your paws out of the good stuff.
I am such a sucker for a "sam is the pet that misa brought into the house that toff didnt want but become its bggest fan" trope, please keep posting them i am the biggest "make it behave or ill thow him out on the street so help so to ill buy extra snacks and beer spefically for him" truther there is when it come to the samisa/toff dynamic.
thinking domestic samisa™ thoughts
i'm gonna run with toff's comment about him and his controversially young boytoy sam dickinson taking care of misa, and say that sam would get sooo into traditional dad/husband things once he and mis move in together. like waking up at 7am to put on some jorts to mow the grass, get really into grilling, buying a pressure washer to clean the driveway, get an old decrepit car to "work on" until misa tells him to take it to the junkyard because it's taking up space in the garage, building furniture sets without reading the instructions, trying to fix plumbing problems in the house (keyword 'trying', he ends up making worse and now the basement is flooded and it's gonna cost so much more money than before). he would do that thing where he puts up a shelf and stands proudly next to it waiting for misa's approval (misa: i think it's lopsided, sam: there's no way, dude, i used a level and everything, look *puts the level on the shelf, it's very much not leveled*).
and he gets sooooo competitive about being The Best Househusband too, he goes to the toffolis and is judging toff's lawn, saying he grills with the fire too high and that the seasoning he uses is mid (whatever the fuck that means, -toff, probably), telling him that he should replace his pool's filter, suggesting that he get ladybugs from this one place to help with the aphids on his rose bush. toff's eye's twitching because why the fuck is this 20 year old telling me how to do my husband duties (dammit why didn't i think about the ladybugs). meanwhile mis and cat are happily drinking mimosas by the pool seeing their men bicker knowing full well that they're the ones running those households like the navy.
pondering under-maintained guard dog dickie as you put it
he's looking for someone to protect, for someone to guard, for a good place to put all this protective possessive energy that he possesses.
he feels like there's nothing he can do about it. he's been like this since he was a kid. he was protective of his teammates growing up, always picking a fight on their behalf, always stopping a chirp from going too far, always skating over as quick as he can to defend them in a scrum.
he really channels this into michael misa. he's never gonna stop one of the guys from roughhousing with misa, but he's certainly gonna keep his eyes trained on it. he sleeps completely physically covering every inch of mikes body from view. he has an arm over misa's shoulders when they walk, makes him take a jacket as they leave the house, is the first to skate over when anything looks awry.
he's especially protective and grumpy early in the morning or after a nao. try to get a glimpse of misa during a pre-game nap, he dares you. wake him up. try to prank him in his sleepy. sam will bite. literally (unfortaunetly).
toff has learned that the hard way when dickie literally bit the arm he was using to shake misa awake for dinner.
Yes!! This is a huge part of his silly guy persona. That's who he is, but it's also an adaptation of some kind of instinct hardwired in his brain to be aware of anything and everything. It just happens to channel nicely with his sense of humor.
That being said, busy brain Sam thinks he's very normal and has a workaround for every misa thing he finds himself thinking about more than what's socially acceptable. He needs an outlet.
Misa can't chirp, known fact, but he can hold his own in a scuffle. Mostly. Sam just likes to supervise. It's basically part of regular practice to notice guy's fighting style and take mental notes. Everyone's gotta be ready to scrap
The jacket thing is a matter of fashion. The leather jacket is a crime. Handing Mike a better jacket, or even one of Sam's, is to save him from looking completely stupid in another walk-in photo
Etc etc etc
Sleep is a whole different ballgame. Misa's antsy on the road, especially on longer trips. He doesn't sleep well with the time change on the east coast. Sam has to plan around morning meetings and getting coffee with Misa tucked up under his arm because he's tired, he can't help it. One time Mike walked headfirst into a lamp post in Philly because he was fiddling with the alarms on his phone. Not worth it, best to keep him close.
That's why Misa's alleged sleep walking freaked him out! The idea that Mike would, unconsciously, just wander away from him in the middle of the night is kinda terrifying. It's not like Sam is his keeper but there's definitely something in the bro code about not letting your roommate on the road sleepwalk around the hotel in his boxers. Cuddling him is the responsible thing to do. Sleeping in his bed at Toff's is just like, maintaining the habit so they don't disrupt their routine before games
Sometimes Sam napped on top of him even when they didn't have games. It was comfortable. The hand on Sam's back was incidental, Misa probably got a hand free and was petting him for a job well done. Duh. So Sam kept snoozing. The hand on Misa's shoulder right by Sam's face was not incidental and actually pretty fucking weird.
So he bit it. Duh.
Toff should know to NEVER surprise a dog awake. That's like, totally asking to get bit when you catch them off guard! Toff was asking for it if you ask Sam. Which Toff did, and Mike, and then Cat, and Wenny, and Vin, and Will, and Shevy, and Delly, and Reavo, and it's a long list so yeah Sam kinda fucked up a little there.
Toff googles "rabies from stray guy living in my house probably not vaccinated" (he's fine)
How do you imagine Toff reacting to finding Sam with a stoned Misa? In my mind he's angrily stressing the fact that Sam's older and needs to set a good example for impressionable youth (Sam refrains from reminding him that they're only 8 months apart in age) and worrying about the effects this could have on Misa's developing brain and body (Sam decides to keep quiet about his memory of Misa trying extremely dubious carts at age 14 in random parking lots after OHL games)
So here's the thing, I think Toff knows that he's in a rough spot here. He knows that this is his coworker weirdly enough.
And that he buys beers for this coworker pretty regularly, and very regularly goes to bars with him. He knows weed is legal in Canada for over 18s, where all three of them are from. He knows he indulges in a gummy every so often. He doesn't want to be a bitch about the weed, it would be very uncool of him.
He doesn't think it's unreasonable to ask them to smoke it outside. In their nice backyard. That has benches and chairs and a hammock. It's so very easy to smoke it back there instead of in the damn house which now smells so strongly of weed because they were too excited and cracked the window open marginally — and with central air it's kinda everywhere now.
What Toff is doing is standing in the middle of Mias'a room, talking this through with himself for a little while. They're old enough to smoke in Canada. He's sure they got it safely. It's not gonna kill them. He regularly feeds his underage teammates beer and seltzer. Hes laughed as Misa coughed out a vodka shot. This is fine. This is totally fine. Sam Dickinson being in the middle of this — maybe less fine.
It would be weird for him to be strict about this. They're roommates. He's not Mikes dad.
Sam wakes up during Toff's contemplation, sees a figure standing in the dark of the room and lets out a horror movie level scream: all of his worries are true and he is about to die.
little mouse
explicit, 3.6k, sam/misa/toff tags: threesome, age gap, getting caught, bad decisions, light dom/sub dynamics, free use
Tyler has a pretty good idea about what it’ll be like, taking a rookie under his wing and inviting him to live under his roof. He was eighteen once, knows what it’s like to be playing so much hockey and getting so jacked and drinking so much preworkout that somehow makes you kinda gay.
When Misa moves in, he's quiet. Little mouse. Always says his ps and qs. So cute when he asks Cat to put ketchup on his spaghetti and meatballs for the first time. "There’s tomato in the sauce, kiddo,” Ty tells him, eyes raking over Mike in his little shorts and the Sharks hoodie that falls over his knuckles.
Sam basically moves in not long after. The guy has his own apartment, but he’s over all the fucking time. He's all over Misa all the fucking time.
Tyler lies to himself, forces the belief that he’s mad about it because Sam’s a such a dickhead. Always lurking around, eating his favorite protein bars, leaving come-covered hand towels in the laundry bin. But that's really only part of it.
willmack, samisa, & toff incorrects | prev