#samsonpositive

[swindlefingrs]

“An email from a fan about how relating to a character in Mass Effect Andromeda helped them fight depression and alcohol addiction. Close second: Samson fans raising money to support an adolescent treatment centre. 💙”

Hey remember when we held Samson Positive Weekend and raised a bunch of money for local addiction centers?

Jo Berry, Samson’s writer, sure does!

[swindlefingrs]

Samson Fundraiser Finale

As of my current tally, we raised a total of $640 in donations for Samson Positivity Weekend!

List of Donators:

felixbug: $39 (£25)

divineleliana: $300

solas-you-nerd: $301

This morning Thunder Road, an adolescent treatment center in Oakland, CA, received my donation. It’s a great facility that has helped my family in the past, and I found this article last week while doing some research and it looks like they could use some help.

Bravo to raleighsamsonsdick for putting this event together, and to everyone who contributed, reblogged, spread the hype, and made this event possible.

We’ve set the bar for every positivity/appreciation event from this day forward. I can’t wait for other events to outdo our efforts and put even more positivity back into this wild, wild world.

[gethtastic-blog]

((warning for drug use and blood/gore))

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Red. 

Hot red fire burning his skin, itching and scorching. Pain that blinded him and brought him to his knees. 

Red Lyrium was a monster. It scratched and burned in his veins. Every second was a sweet and almost familiar torture. Samson tipped his head back and let out a long sigh. 

Red Lyrium was a monster. It sung sweet songs of glory and death in his head that urged him to act, to claim, to kill and to serve. Not the Templars, no, never again, but to serve Corypheus. A new god who would make this all right again. 

Samson finally let the Lyrium take it’s hold and felt the tug of a smile on his lips. He had almost wanted to resist. What would the other Templars think if they saw him now? On his knees, skin bruised and broken, blood under his fingernails that was half his own, half another mans. He was a wreck. 

Not all of that was the Lyrium’s fault. 

The song went from a whisper to a shrieking chorus in his head. For those first few moments he clawed at his thinning hair, drawing fresh blood that dribbled down to the base of his skull. It hurt, sweet Maker it hurt...

But this was his life now. His duty, his cause. Red armour shining in the firelight and giving him purpose once more. 

[atisha-revas-archive]

Random Samson Headcanons

Don’t have time to make anything substantial, so have some headcanons I’ve tossed around in my noggin (mostly of a younger Samson and when he is in training to be a templar :’) )

Young Samson growing up on a horse farm where his father breeds horses and his mother tends to the house and happily explores the nearby woods with her son to sate his curiosity. On rainy days the house is filled with the scent of fish and egg pie.

Young Samson taking care of the stray cats and dogs that wander by his home. His parents wonder why he doesn’t eat all of his supper and runs off with it outside, but when they figure it out they help him care for the strays.

Young Samson (maybe 7 or 8 years old) losing his parents to bandits and having to flee as the farm burned down behind him. For days he can’t sleep as his mother crying “Raleigh, run!” still rings in the back of his head.

Young Samson found outside of Starkhaven by a kind Templar who takes him to the Chantry in the city where the boy gets his first good meal in days. No one is able to get a name out of the boy however.

Samson growing up in the Chantry as a kind-hearted boy who looks out for the younger kids, but spends a lot of time getting into trouble with the sisters. But hey, somebody has to sneak into the larder and get some cookies for those newly arrived kids.

Samson having to say goodbye to the younger kids who don’t want him to leave when he turns 13 and is chosen to become a Templar in Kirkwall. He is excited at the prospect and hopes to do good by the Mages, but Maker is he going to miss teaching those kids new games.

Samson being an annoying pain in Templar Meredith Stannard’s side, but she can’t do a thing about it since the recruit is on Knight-Commander Guylian’s good side. 

Samson horrified after witnessing a failed Harrowing. Many call the test necessary, but when he hears a mage’s thoughts on it he can understand why they see it as a possible death sentence.

[bontenmaru]

the Samson fans are killing it man what a good bunch of people

glad I could get at least one thing for my artblog done this weekend.

also props to xatadaar for having the idea of alerting the devs on twitter that the fundraiser was happening :’)

[margarts]

I’ve been so busy at work all week, glad I managed to get this done in time for Samson Weekend.

[janearts]

This weekend has been really hectic for me so I’m sorry I can’t contribute more, but here’s a Samson sketch that’s been sitting in my drafts folder for a while now!

[bugsieplusone]

Fic writer appreciation

I'll be trying to catch up and read all the fics in the Sampositive tag today after not much time to do that on the weekend. We often reblog pictures, because we look, and can see instantly the amazing effort put in by the artist, but being a writer and putting your writing out there requires a little more effort on the re bloggers behalf because it means they need to take time to invest in someone else's version of a character. So I'll also take the time to give a little blurb about what I love in each piece. Also I'll be listening to the playlists so carefully put together!