Here We Go Again...

𝐒𝐀𝐌 𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒 · 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 · 𝐁𝐈𝐎

Previously from 𝙻𝙸𝙼𝙰, 𝙾𝙷𝙸𝙾, Sam is from the 𝙴𝚅𝙰𝙽𝚂 family as a 𝙴𝙻𝙳𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝙱𝚁𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁 at 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚁𝚃𝚈 who is a 𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙻𝙴 male and marked 𝚂𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙲𝙷.

Sam is attending Dalton Prep because after having two claims, over the years, be dissolved he's decided that he needs more than just an outside opinion-- he needs genuine help and guidance-- so he starts looking for places he can go. rather than moving away from ohio again, because he want's to stay near his siblings, he ultimately chooses dalton because of how close it winds up being to home.

Sam has been involved in two previously dissolved claims.

He is not a mismark.

✶ going to adjust things like his interpersonal relationships accordingly once the members join (quinn, santana, mercedes, brittany, etc) so that we can all work together to figure out how we want things to work out in this universe but aside from that i think i'm going to keep him fairly close to canon.

Sam is . . .

𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙳𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝙳, someone who genuinely cares about others and wants to help when able.

𝙽𝙰𝙸𝚅𝙴, someone who trusts others too easily at face value due to seeing the good in everyone first.

𝙳𝙴𝙿𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙰𝙱𝙻𝙴, someone who others can rely on at any time, any where no matter what.

Attending Dalton Prep, sam hopes to discover what the core issue was that caused his previous two claims to fail so that he can finally get into a stable relationship that lasts without pulling him away from his family/siblings. He is big on hair pulling, shower/bathroom/public scene play, and multiple partners. But he's not into scat, vomit, or diapers/age play.

but i did do that, that's why i told you about it. because it happened.

honestly? it wasn't that good of a party but i could be a little biased since i didn't really know at the time what i had been invited too. you aren't missing out. i went as aquaman but the comic version, not like the one in movies now. i made the costume myself so instead of having one of those onesie things i just painted my body orange to match the color of his costume and wore a green pair of booty shorts and boots i painted green to match. i think i still have a picture saved somewhere i could send you if you want. it's not the best because it was a diy costume but i thought it turned out cool. it took me about an hour. i thought everyone was in their civilian disguises and were going to do a quick change into their superhero alter egos. that would have been cooler.

I'm not going to grace this with a intellectual response, mostly because Sebastian beat most of us to it, but -- don't let him get down on you too hard, as I also haven't been heavy on the socials to pick up on the slang like a pro and would've gotten the exact same look.

i can't seem to get a read on that guy sebastian yet. he seems nice enough but, i don't know, something about him gives me supervillain vibes too. like a hot mean girl from 2000's movies... but a guy. but i'm glad to know you would have given the other guy the same look. i needed that, thanks! i honestly should have probably messaged you to let you know i was around but i chickened out. "i messed up my claim and had to go to rehab school", or whatever, felt weird to message. but for what it's worth i'm glad you're here too. now i know there's at least one cool person here.

I mean, I have nudes on my phone. And hookup apps. It is 2026 after all. Sort of the norm.

well it seems that way because i totally did know. i know things.

i had grindr for a bit but i got rid of it awhile ago since i was in a claim and didn't need hookup apps. but i still don't believe you about having nudes on your phone. that makes no sense. i know it's 2026 but the way people can just hack your stuff, or you could send it to the wrong person, it's just too risky so, sorry, i don't believe you. prove it.

would that have worked on you?

his face flushed slightly at the mention of his own prospects and he sighed softly. "i don't know, everyone here is jacked like you. and they know so much more than i do." he swallowed nervously, "do you think kurt would like me? he's... hot. but i bet he has guys throwing themselves at him. and i don't know that i'd even know what to do with all... that."

"hey, that's not nice." he corrected with a soft, amused chuckle under his breath. "i like to think i deserve better too but you shouldn't wish anybody dead. none of us should." smiling with a happy, content breath he turned his head on his pillow so he could look over at stevie a bit more comfortably as his little brother settled into place against his side; fitting perfectly against him. "i know you never really liked him but we don't have to worry about him anymore. he's not in the picture anymore-- and, hey-- since we're both here maybe you can help me pick the next one? i'll know they're the right one if you give me your approval of them. you're surprisingly hard to please stevie," he teased as he gave the other's shoulder another soft squeeze. "i am not jacked," he had been working on his issues with his body image for a long time now and while he was doing better with it he still only really saw flaws when he looked at his reflection. still, it made him smile every time stevie commented on how he looked. "--and even if that were true, you fit right in with all the guys around here. you are just as mesmerizing as everyone else is." the compliment didn't get to settle long between them as sam broke out into a warm, loud laugh.

"kurt? do i think kurt would like you? does my baby bro have a crush?" he asked teasingly as he squeezed around stevie even tighter. "i thought you wanted to spend the night with me but you were just wanting to get a peak at kurt weren't you? want me to call him? see if he wants to hang out with us?" he laughed. "i don't know what you mean by handling all of that but, come on stevie, don't be shy. why wouldn't he like you?"

oh. i knew that. i was just making sure everyone else online knew that.

but who even asks for stuff like that out of the blue-- and who even keeps pictures like that just saved on their phones? do lines like that usually work? is that how people flirt now?

what does anything i just said have to do with sex and why are you bragging about how much time you spend with your hand?

part of me is worried he might have been having a stroke or maybe he was speaking in another language but honestly? this is probably like that time i first moved to new york and this guy invited me to a masc for masc party and i was the only person that showed up in a superhero costume.

i don't think i'll ever really understand all the slang and lingo people use now-a-days but i'm glad i'm not completely alone. that or i'm glad you're trying to boost my ego by pretending to not understand either.

it made perfect sense, to him, to bring stevie back to his room and sign him in for an overnight visit the moment he realized they were both at dalton. he had missed his younger brother, though he might not have missed the questioning. groaning and stretching out, his arms lifting over his head to push at the wall behind the headboard of his bed, sam had barely opened his eyes before the other was practically pouncing on him. "good morning to you too," he sleepily mumbled with a loose smile as he shifted around in his bed to make more room for stevie at his side; his right arm tucking under his brother's neck as so he could curl his thick arm around his shoulders and pull him closer. "how long have you been awake?" he wasn't avoiding the questions, he was just... yeah, no, he was avoiding the questions.

"no stevie, he didn't die. he said something about me being nice enough and a good match but he still wanted things dissolved-- and i'm here so that doesn't happen again. or maybe i'm here because of you, huh?" he teased as he gave stevie a soft squeeze. "maybe i'm just here to make sure you get a good match."