One of the things that really shine out to me and strengthen my love for Sam as a whole is the fact that the brother I feel like he'd have the most disagreements and disdain with, is the brother he's the most protective of.
Damien and Sam, in my eyes, have very potent foils towards each other. Damien is naive and harbors very strong affection towards humans based off flawed ideals and self-hatred of his kind. Sam is realistic, a man who can't help but appreciate his demon roots and views most of humanity as cruel and ignorant.
However, while some older siblings seem to have resentment towards their younger siblings nativity and flawed optimism, this doesn't hinder Sam and his protective love over Damien.
I like that Sam's respect towards people is actually based off how they treat others. His obvious hate for his father, his dislike towards James ideology in Prince vs the Brute "Id rather see them as an equal than shove them on a pedestal" or how people think they are better based off faulty reasoning or their lifestyle/status/class.
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Question for all of my Seduce me fans(that's should be everyone here lol)
I am working on a fanfiction rewrite, because I'm absolutely obsessed and I have so much to do/say and so many little things I wish had been expanded on. Right now, I'm calling it Hold Me(get it! Get it! Because the options at the end of the first game is seduce me or hold me?? Gaaaah!!!! I'm OBSESSED)
Sooo, I'm posting to hear what little moments or things about the games do YOU want to be expanded on? Obviously idk if I'll be able to do everything but I definitely wanna hear what people took from these games before I just go rewrite with all the stuff I noticed and felt was important!!
Give me your hot takes things you think don't make sense whatever you feel!! Just YAP YAP YAP AT MEEEE I WANNA HEAR IT ALL
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Hi hello!! :>
From having seen many People being beautifully Creative from writing their own Story takes and Analysis stuff, drawing Art and! even their own Oc's or Self-Inserts: I got the sudden surge to create this "Archive".
The "Archive" ?
There is possibly a waaaay better way to do this and im sadly not tech-savvy at all. So, Tumblr Post-Entry it is!!
There is no need to be shy!! join and give ur two cents (ෆ˙ᵕ˙ෆ)♡
Also, any suggestions or Ideas to smooth out and improve this idea of an Archive, are timelessly open and appreciated o7
I will only link your Fanwork or add You to this Archive with your given Consent!!!
Those of us, who wish to Dance alone:
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James
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Erik
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Sam
Lin Schreiber
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Matthew
Maeva Anderson
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Damien
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More to be added soon...❤︎
Any Questions, inputs, Suggestions etc are supersuper welcome!!!!
Okay, so now that I'm home from work, time for silly prank war headcanons featuring Erik.
He initially doesn't want to participate. He doesn't intend to stop others from making a prank war happen, unless the pranks are actively harmful.
However, he gets drawn in when someone undoes he seams on some of his wardrobe and it starts falling apart on him as he's leaving the house. He doesn't know who did it, but this means war.
He utilizes his tentacles to pull off some really intricate pranks. They're so strong and move smoothly so he can pull off some feats.
The simplest prank is moving everything in the house to the left one inch. He can do it in an afternoon. Just as his brothers get used to it, he moves everything two inches to the right.
If Matthew is the target, Erik helps Simon Tabby move to higher ground he can't normally get to. First he lifts the little demon up to a ledge, then makes a makeshift ladder or step stool that reasonably looks like something Simon could make and use and leaves it laying to the side where Matthew would obviously see it. Simon Tabby then does the jump and stabby (with a plush knife).
Depending on the range, Erik can swipe things off his brothers' plates. Like taking the steak off Sam's plate and moving it to James or Matthew. He moves fast enough that he doesn't get caught by anyone other than Damien. Damien doesn't rat him out, surprisingly.
Erik decides to move everyone's beds to the roof one day. His own included to make it look like he is also a victim. Acting chops come in handy here. James and Sam are at each other's throats for a good hour until they both agree to set aside their argument to bring everything inside before it rains.
Lastly, he swaps around everyone's wardrobe. He puts his in Sam's closet, Sam's in Matthew's, Matthew's in Damien's, Damien's in James', and James' in his own. He pretends to be shocked at the ill fit until he hears yelling from down the hall. Then he sees Sam wearing one of his silk shirts while yelling at Matthew for taking and his favorite vest.
Erik then quietly withdraws from the prank war as either James or Mika puts an end to it, but not before giving Damien a pat on the back for the first prank that drew him in. Turns out it was his youngest brother who undid the seams on his outfit, and Erik figured it out while watching the other pranks unfold.
Erik is then brought back into the fold when someone puts purple temporary hair dye in his shampoo.
And that's some story/headcanon I have for Erik joining a brotherly prank war.
Can I pretty pretty please request some mushy gushy Sam fluff to rot my teeth?
Sure can!
This is the first time I've wrote something that was non-academic since my first day of college lol, read this with that in mind!
I kicked off my shoes in the direction of the shoe rack, I couldn’t be bothered to actually put them where they belonged right this second. I heard Sam shut the front doors of the mansion with a soft click followed by the sound of the various locks of the door sliding into place. I could feel it without looking that his eyes were on me, studying me, trying to figure out what to say or do.
“So… uh, that was shitty huh?” Smooth, Sam. Even after years together, he never got better at breaking the ice, “I mean, shittier than having dinner with your parents usually is.”
“Yeah, I guess. Sorry I brought you along, I thought they’d be better and stuff if you were around.” I sighed, running my fingers through my hair and finally turning to face him. He was staring at me expectantly, he was obviously waiting for me to go completely ballistic and start ranting and raving about my parents; questioning my sanity for trusting them to be better, questioning theirs for being so… them, hating them, hating myself, then sobbing. The usual scene he’s used to seeing play out after they finally wear me down into visiting them again, even though each time I swear that I’ll never let them in again.
But I just can’t bring myself to start that tirade, I mean, I feel exhausted. I knew why I shouldn’t have gone, I mean hell, Sam protested it the whole way there and even when we were at their door he told me that he could race me home and we could just order takeout. I knew that they would never change, I knew that I was silly for thinking they could. We’ve talked about this so much I just didn’t see any point in rehashing the conversation. It’s not like it would change anything, what happened happened, and I wasn’t really interested in reliving all of the horrible moments of my childhood which that conversation always dissolved into. I always felt so guilty complaining to him about my family, I mean, his father was the goddamn Demon Lord who was I to complain?
I nearly jumped out of my skin when I felt the whoosh of air on my body and my feet suddenly lifting off of the ground. I instinctively gripped Sam’s shirt as he lifted me into his arms in a bridal carry. The look on his face was conflicting, he looked pissed at my parents for upsetting me so much (and for all the comments they made about him) but sorrowful at the same time, he hated seeing me upset, especially if it wasn’t something he could fix.
“If ya don’t want to talk about it, that’s fine, but… y’know, I’m always here for you to vent to. I don’t care if we’ve had the conversation already, I’m never gonna hold it over your head. Your parents know how to get to you, I don’t blame you for going back.” I heard his voice rumbling in his chest, the cadence of it always put me at ease no matter what the situation was.
A simple thanks was all I could muster as I nestled my head into his chest. He was taking the time to walk up the stairs to our bedroom, I don’t know why he was being so gentle... it’s not like I was going to break if he ran up there like he normally would on any other day.
Before I knew it, I felt the cold satin of our bed sheets against my skin, bringing me back to reality. I watched as Sam climbed into bed and let himself fall into it with a plop, followed by him opening his arms wordlessly for me to climb into… which I did. I wasn’t stupid enough to deny myself cuddles.
The one thing about Sam that I had grown to appreciate was that he never pried if I didn’t want to talk about something, there was just that silent understanding to not touch the topic. Knowing I didn’t have to relive tonight if I didn’t want to helped me feel a little bit more at ease, allowing me to melt into his arms as they encircled around me. His hands found my shoulders and started rubbing circles into them, I didn’t even realize how tense I was.
“I love you, doofus.” He mumbled into my hair before pressing a kiss to the top of my head, continuing to rub my shoulders in an attempt to help me relax more. I giggled a little at the nickname, even after all this time I never got used to hearing it.
“I love you too.” I tilted my head up to press a kiss to his jaw, “The next time I get the bright idea to talk to my parents, please break my phone or like, lock me in the room or something. Anything to stop me from talking to them again.”
“Seriously? You want me to?” The humor in his voice betrayed my semi-serious request, a smile tugged at his lips, no doubt playing out the scenarios in his head.
I pushed him onto the mattress (more like he let me pretend like I could push him around) and laid on top of him, “I mean it! Don’t let me go back, they’re a bunch of stupid lying and manipulative assholes. I don’t want to keep giving them the satisfaction of making me upset.”
“Okay okay, I will. As long as you promise not to get mad when I have to.” His hands found my hips as I settled in on top of him, more than content to be my pillow.
“I promise!” I sealed it with a kiss, feeling that familiar energy pull when I did so, “Let’s just hope it’s a while before you have to pull out all the stops.”
“No shit.” Sam pulled my head onto his chest, earning a little oof from me as my head made contact. Usually I’d make more of a protest against his requests for me to rest, usually resulting in a wrestling match where he always won and I was too exhausted for a rematch, but honestly? I just wanted to sleep more than anything right now, and in the arms of my husband was the exact place I wanted to be right now.
I’m sure someday soon we’ll get into the nitty gritty of tonight and we’d make more of a plan to cut off my parents. But right now we're just resting in each other's arms and not letting them ruin more of our day than they already did.
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Hey<333 I was wondering how Sam would react to a very cuddly MC? Can be a fic or headcanons!
Thank you for the request! I hope you enjoy these headcanons:))
Definitely something Sam has to get used to
He’s not used to physical affection at all
Because of this, when cuddling, he’s pretty tense originally
Is easily flustered at first, especially with simple displays of affection such as back hugs, linking arms, etc. He’ll blush, freeze up, and not know how to react
But once he’s comfortable, he loves all the physical affection (even if he feigns annoyance)
It makes him feel wanted and like someone worth loving knowing someone wants to be physically close to him
Will never reject an opportunity to cuddle, no matter how often it is, he’s always down
Is kind of intense when cuddling, will hold the mc close and not want to let go. He loves holding his s/o in his arms
