Sep 8, 2017
@samevvns wTH!!!! SAM AND TEDDY’S RELATIONSHIP IS SO FUCKING PURE.
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@samevvns wTH!!!! SAM AND TEDDY’S RELATIONSHIP IS SO FUCKING PURE.
“Kissing me breaks the promise… remember?”
secretly we all love angst « open »
░░ ░ ☼ ┊ his hands are gentle as he pushes away , yet she flinches still , soft jerking motion too much when it’s putting space between them. not having him is frustrating , makes her fingers curl in to fists against his chest , stomach weak , body shake. there was once a time where she was gentle with him , once a time where he was a sweet , harmless boy and she’d refused him in order to save him , kept him far from the storm of loving her. and now it is bridget that aches , bridget that wants and wants and wants so much that everything in her burns ( scorching ) for him. she has been made fragile , has been broken , and finally yearns for a tender touch.
❝ but i need you. ❞
her voice is the one thing she can keep from crumbling , though she is only barely successful in her attempt. tears already wet her cheeks ––– red and glistening in the faint light around them. she looks almost human when she cries. her famous banana colored hair no longer gives her the illusion of beauty. instead , it sticks to the sides of her face , stringy and limp , somehow paler , dirty against tanned cheekbones and spotted freckles. she is raw.
❝ please. sam , please . ❞
voice trembles , voice cracks . fingers unclench , and grip fabric , pull him closer. she swallows , exhales. the faint scent of hard alcohol still lingers on her shaky breath , the burn still settled somewhere in her throat. she inches forward , noses brushing , gaze drifting , hoping. please , her eyes plead. please.
"Why don't you feel comfortable being intimate?" rosie
deep ass starters ( always accepting omg. )
it’s always been hard , really ––– DATING and relationships ( or her lack thereof ) , given her abilities. other girls had the luxury of pretending that the boys in their life were after something other than finally reaching second base , or even further ( heaven forbid ) ––– but rosie’s always been PAINFULLY aware just how wrong those girls were. and she’d never actually built up the courage to go through with the act , never had a relationship to begin with –––– feels almost embarrassed , really , that at her age , she’s still a frumpy virgin , fresh-face and anything but sexy.
humiliated , actually.
she tries desperately to MAKE LIGHT of it , to shift attention , deflect to him , to some time before when things were simple . a laugh ––– a wrinkle of her brow and a cheeky smile.
“ sam , i’ve heard you ; i know you’re not exactly FANTASIZING over bland , normal sex. ”
there’s more to it , obviously. isn’t there always ? she doesn’t mean to SHAME him , knows he probably doesn’t think he is , knows that he knows that being judgmental isn’t REALLY her style , not when she knows so many secrets. she knows what he likes ––– knows that it scares her. she’d never THOUGHT ––– he’d never let her hear how he felt ; she doesn’t ––– she didn’t see this coming , doesn’t know how to COPE with the unknown , can’t deal with not seeing every step ahead of her.
“ ––– i’m just not that girl. and i don’t want you to be DISAPPOINTED with me. ”
@samevvns ♡’d for a starter !!
“ did you SEE his face ?? he was , like , shocked that we beat him !! it’s not even like the game is T H A T hard. it’s practically animal crossing. why don’t guys get that GIRLS can be good at video games too ?? ”
❝ I didn’t tell her to stop being with you, Sam. I merely ADVISED her. ❞ Like that solves anything. She’s been reading through the camp’s files for the last hour, eyes only glancing his way before returning to the report in her hand. ❝ You and I both understand that Lucy is a STRONG-WILLED and respectable young woman. She will do exactly as she pleases, and if that includes having you in her life, then I suppose that makes us FAMILY. ❞
@samevvns » smol starter call ♡.
@samevvns | cont’d from here cause ♥︎
As groggy, hazel eyes begin to open, all Blaine registers at first is the pounding headache -- followed by the fact that he’s NAKED and in a bed not his own. The memories of the night before are still a bit blurry, just BRIEF images of different parts of what had to be a busy night. There were caps and gowns, celebrations...followed by going out with Sam. From there, it’s a jumble of teary (drunken) confessions, messy kisses, laughter, some GREAT sex -- which would explain his current state of undress -- and rings. Eyes widen as he comes to the realization at the SAME time that his gaze lands on the cheap band around his ring finger. No, there’s no way they got MARRIED -- not for real. That’d be insane and Blaine didn’t do insane. Sure, spontaneity was one thing but this...it’s too much. Fingers PUSH through his tousled curls, searching the room for Sam who he hopes is still here. Oh God, Blaine’s not sure if he could take it if he’s left. A sigh of relief when he sees the blonde at the window smoking, a small smile tugging at a corner of his lips. There’s a part of him that WANTS this. As crazy as it is? He’s been in love with Sam Evans for...almost as long as they’d been hooking up. Blaine put his feelings to the side, enduring the borderline TORTUROUS relationship because it felt worth it to be close to him. Pathetic, he supposes, but he assumed he’d move on more easily once he went to college in the Fall. As afraid of what Sam’s going to say as he is? Blaine knows they have to talk about this eventually -- at least he can hold on to the memory of Sam actually TELLING him that he loved him too. He remembers that clearly and knows in his heart that it was the truth. So, regardless of what happens next, Blaine has that. He climbs out of bed slowly, steadying himself once he’s on his feet. “Sam?” he says quietly as he approaches the taller boy. There’s a sleepy smile at his words, Blaine rubbing at his eyes, “-- Hey, yourself,” he adds with a breathy chuckle. Brows knit at Sam’s last comment, nervous to hear the rest of what he has to say but knowing there’s no way around it. “A PROBLEM?” he echoes the question, gaze falling to his ring finger and then to Sam’s, his heart swelling just a little at the sight.
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@samevvns
Can’t get him out of his mind. The way his blonde locks fall just right over the contour of his face. The way his eyes gleam with excitement every time Teddy thinks of some stupid ass idea that they should try. Lately, Teddy’s been doing everything he can to make Sam smile. Not that it’s extra difficult, but it has to be genuine.
“Oi! Sammy!” Puts a lanky arm around the other, grinning widely. “Listen, mate, have I got the once in a lifetime opportunity for the both of us or what.” Squeezes the other but holds back on ----...well, it doesn’t matter, as Teddy grins -- practically beaming at the other. His arm feels so --- so fucking good around the other, and Teddy perhaps holds onto him a little bit longer than he usually does. It just feels...fuck. It feels right.
“The amount of slushie they get in their face directly correlates to how much of an ass they’re being. How’s that for ingenious?”