While September may seem unremarkable to some, to us, it can mean a whole month of Samlan content! And it can be whatever you want-- fanfics, fanart, aesthetics, ANYTHING!
Tag as #samlanseptember or #Samlan September so that I will be able to reblog it.
Sam stirred awake on the couch as she heard her stomach rumble. She looked down at it in surprise before a sweet aroma wafted into the room, coming from the kitchen. She pushed the blanket off of her and walked towards the kitchen.
She saw Nolan at the counter, mixing something in one of the metal bowls that came with the stand mixer.
"Something smells good," she said.
Nolan looked up from the bowl. "Hey. Did you have a nice nap?"
"It was good," Sam told him, walking around the counter to join him. "But I'm getting a little hungry... what're you making?"
"Just some chocolate chip cookies," he answered. "There's another batch in the oven right now, but I thought I'd make some more."
He held the spatula up to her.
"Wanna try?"
She pinched a piece of the dough off of the spatula and dropped it in her mouth. She let out an almost orgasmic moan.
"Oh, God, that's so good!" she exclaimed.
"Really?" he asked.
"Yeah-- didn't know you liked to bake," Sam remarked.
"Yeah, it helped get me through the pandemic," Nolan told her. "And you had a pretty rough day, so I thought I'd make you a little treat."
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Law & Order
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Nolan Price/Samantha Maroun
Characters: Nolan Price, Samantha Maroun
Additional Tags: Communication Failure, Lack of Communication, Episode Tag, Post S22E17: Bias, Samlan September 2023, Samlan September, Pre-Relationship, Introspection, Ambiguous/Open Ending
Series: Part 7 of Samlan September 2023
Summary:
The silence stretches between them until it’s thick and heavy, taking up more space in his office than he’d like.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Law & Order
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Nolan Price/Samantha Maroun
Characters: Nolan Price, Samantha Maroun, Mention of Rachel Bender
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Bakery, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Samlan September 2023, Samlan September, Bakery, Food as a Metaphor for Love
Series: Part 6 of Samlan September 2023
Summary:
“Wait,” he starts, hands frozen on the box. “Have you just been -”
“- baking with you for the past two months with no intention of selling the end product in store,” she finishes.
Samlan September Day 9 & 10 - Historical AU // Romantic Keepsake
Word Count: 788
Warnings: Period-typical age gap (ten year age gap; it's Sam's eighteenth birthday in this fic)
Fandom: Law & Order
Pairings: Nolan Price x Samantha Maroun
Okay, I wasn't planning on combining days, but as I was writing this, it just seemed to fit either way.
This AU is set in the 1880s, and is mainly inspired by Laura and Almanzo from Little House on the Prairie. In fact, I took some dialogue verbatim from the show.
Enjoy!
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Samantha had been teaching since the fall, and she had found it utterly terrifying. Most of the students were taller than she was, and she had to sleep away from home for the first time. The family she was staying with were not friendly in any use of the word. The father was condescending with a quick temper, while the mother was tyrannical and seemed to dislike her from the moment Samantha had dared to step foot in her house.
But, every Friday-- no matter what the weather-- Nolan Pride would arrive at the school to take Samantha home for the weekend in his father's two-horse buggy.
She had known Nolan ever since his sister had come to town as the new teacher, and she had fallen for him just from her first sight of him. He was certainly a farm boy, as she could tell from the calluses on his hands, but he was intelligent and a great conversationalist. She enjoyed his company, and he had a calmness about him that was a welcome change of pace from the troublemakers that she dealt with during the week.
Her father was reluctant to approve, however. Nolan was twenty-eight, while Samantha was turning eighteen. He did think that Nolan was a good man, but the gap of ten years was enough to make him hesitate, if not the idea of his daughter growing up.
Samantha walked through the crowd of dancing people in the main room of the town restaurant, which was decorated with red paper hearts. She entered the empty kitchen; before she could even see it, the harsh February chill told her that the back door was open. She easily made out Nolan's silhouette, sitting on the back porch of the restaurant deep in thought. She smiled as she maneuvered her way through the kitchen, careful not to get any flour or food debris on her new blue dress, to get to him.
As she reached the opened back door, she nervously began to play with her hands.
"Hi," she greeted softly.
Nolan slowly looked up at her, his expression one of surprise and shock, though he echoed just as softly, "Hi."
His eyes locked with hers, and she felt that familiar jolt in her stomach.
"I didn't think you were going to be here tonight," he confessed.
"Why not?" Samantha asked, tilting her head ever so slightly. "Didn't you think anyone else would bring me?"
Nolan looked away from her, embarrassed. "I didn't mean that. I-- I don't know what I mean."
"It's alright-- I'm not angry with you," Samantha assured him.
Inside, she could hear the song ending, and the band starting up a new waltz. Slowly, she began to take closer steps towards him and sat down next to him. The temperature of her body seem to fluctuate between below the current weather and a comforting, fireplace-like warmth when she realized how close they were.
If Amanda's mother saw this, she would turn purple from how scandalized she would be! Samantha thought to herself, amused.
Both Nolan and Samantha looked away from each other, looking down into their laps. But they quickly looked back up at each other, offering awkward but caring smiles.
"Who did you come with?" Nolan asked.
Samantha bit back a laugh. "My father."
Nolan, however, couldn't help but laugh. "I came with my sister."
"I know," Samantha told him.
They stared into each other's eyes for a few seconds before Nolan looked away again.
"Since we're both here..." he began, his voice quiet in the way it would be when he was unsure of how one would react to his words. "Maybe I could, kind of, be your escort."
Samantha's smiled widened a bit at his suggestion. "You may."
Nolan picked up a package wrapped in paper depicting red roses and laid it in her lap. "I didn't know if you would be here or not, but I brought your present anyway... just in case."
Samantha began to untie the ribbon and opened the package, revealing a folded-up shawl. The shawl was a muslin fabric, but various flowers of blues and pinks and yellows were painted on with care.
"It's beautiful..."
She unfolded the shawl and wrapped it around her shoulders. She looked back up into Nolan's eyes, not daring to look away.
"It's like I'm wearing your colors," she said.
"I hope so," he said.
They leaned in closer to each other, letting their instincts take over as their lips connected tenderly. They separated when they realized that the band was playing a new song already that Samantha recognized as "Beautiful Dreamer."
"How would you like to dance with the teacher?" she asked him.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Law & Order
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Nolan Price/Samantha Maroun
Characters: Nolan Price, Samantha Maroun, Jack McCoy, Michael Cutter, Rachel Bender
Additional Tags: POV Outsider, Pre-Relationship, Observations
Series: Part 5 of Samlan September 2023
Summary:
Four outsiders commentary on what Nolan and Sam still haven't realized.
Okay, so my friend Marissa gave me permission to play in the sandbox of this fic that she's writing with @maguloser on AO3.
Enjoy!
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"You think she'd like this?"
Sam turned back to face Nolan, seeing him holding up a lavender purple romper with pastel yellow and sage green polka dots.
"Oh, this is so cute!" Sam exclaimed as she took it from him.
She laid it over her swollen belly.
"Look, it fits!"
Nolan laughed. "You found anything?"
"A lot-- I just don't want to buy too much pink," Sam said. "I mean, don't get me wrong-- the girly clothes are adorable, but... I just don't-- I don't now how to say it."
"No, I get it," Nolan said, picking up a blue onesie. "The tag said that it's for boys, but I think she'd look cute in this."
"She would!" Sam agreed.
She felt the baby give a strong kick, and she moved Nolan's hand onto her belly on instinct. He loved feeling the baby kicking, talking to her, listening to her heartbeat.
"We love so much, peanut," he whispered to her stomach.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Law & Order
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Nolan Price/Samantha Maroun
Characters: Nolan Price, Samantha Maroun, Brief Mention of Michael Cutter
Additional Tags: Fluff, Communication Failure, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Established Relationship, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, pre-season 21, Pre S21E01: The Right Thing, Secret Marriage
Series: Part 4 of Samlan September 2023
Summary:
“More time to … to figure out how to tell … and, oh, God, Nolan.” She meets his eyes with her own. “Unless you already told McCoy?”
OR - The Secretly Married AU no one asked for I never thought I'd write.
