#Redacted Darlin

[yourfavjay]

Teen!Darlin and Teen!Christian besties for the resties\(^o^)/

Christian and Darlin having basically the same schedule in high school and becoming close because they spent the whole day together.

Darlin and Christian sitting next to each other in every single class they had together.

Christian and Darlin taking AP classes together.

Darlin texting Christian to see if he’s going to the pack meeting because he’s the only reason they show up to those.

Christian being one of the only kids that could come over to Darlin’s place unannounced and actually be greeted by Darlin’s parents.

Darlin and Christian telling people that they’re cousins because friends doesn’t even begin to cover how close they are.

Christian being as sour as he is now because he had to watch as Darlin fell in love with Quinn and lost them because of it.

[righteous-r0de0]

mmmmmmsam and darlin and they both have a voice kink (mdni)

for darlin it’s that growly grumbling, the way his voice rattles around his chest before escaping his lips, the way he says certain things, like calling himself daddy (ie “oh you like when daddy does that?” “you gonna do (blank) for daddy?”)

for sam it’s the familiarity and desperation in darlin’s voice. i think they can be tough as nails and stubborn and whatever but they definitely get all melty and whiny and needy when sam gets that tone with them or when they haven’t seen him in a while

and i know just a casual phone call has devolved into panting and moaning into the speaker for both of them. like, one will just be carrying out a conversation about their day or something non-consequential and they’ll ask a question only to be met with a choked response and rustling of clothes as the other tries to get off without being noticed

or especially shamefully, they’ll be loud on purpose, announce what they’re doing (“you hear what you’re doing to me?” “fuck keep talking”)

idk just food for thought

[dannydoesthisthing27]

Darlins favorite pair of shoes is a pair of Converse that Gabe gave them

They've had the shoes for more than a decade now and they're still the most pristine pair of well worn Converse anyone's ever seen

They never tell anyone, but they secretly learned preservation/cleaning magic and used it on the shoes after Gabe passed because they didn't want to break the promise they made to take care of the things they have

[tankwiththeangst]

Darlin has the most devastating sad face.

They literally look like a kicked puppy.

They can usually hold back their emotions but when they got close with Sam and started letting him in, it slowly became harder to hide.

Because of this, the first time Darlin seriously cried in front of Sam it actually destroyed him.

He absolutely HATES when Darlin cries because it breaks his heart every time.

Even though he hates seeing them like that, he’ll never discourage them from crying. If that’s the only way his Darlin can express their emotions then he’s gonna be there to hold them the whole time.

[shyguy-gab]

tank who stopped eating as much to hopefully make their blood taste worse to keep quinn away

[elliesw0rld]

i want a sam and baabe bonding audio as a companion video to the ash and darlin bonding audio. that’s it.

[chimckenns]

“Hey Darlin’.” [kiss]

“Mmm. Gotta love the smell of black coffee.”

“Want some?” [laughs] “Oh, you want me to put some sugar in it?”

“Sweet as ever, Darlin’.”

“Shut up. Nothing wrong with being sappy. I’m in love.” [kiss] “Yes, with you.” [kiss] “I love you.”

“You feel so warm in my arms.”

“I love your kisses.”

“Mmm, your lips taste like heaven.”

“You look beautiful. Yes, even now.” [kiss] “You look beautiful all the time, Darlin’. But especially now. All warm and tucked in.” [chuckle, kiss] “So cute.”

“You take my breath away.”

“What’s a Bluetooth? Do my teeth look blue?”

“Hmm? Oh, nothing. Just admiring the work of art in front of me.”

“Oh! Mmm.” [kiss] “Well now it’s a good morning.”

“I’ll do everything I can to keep that smile on your face. You deserve the world, Darlin.”

“What? Can’t a man touch what’s his?” [smack from Darlin’] “Ow!” [chuckles]

“No, I don’t need sleep. But I like sleeping with you. Any time spent with you is worth it. Come on, let’s go to bed.”

[laughs] “Hey, you told me to practice, so I did! Maybe I beat you because you actually suck at the game. Oh yes, I did just say that.” [laughs] “Sure, sure. We can do a rematch.”

“Of course I still buy groceries. I need to keep you alive, after all. God knows you won’t cook proper food for yourself if I wasn’t here.” [kiss] “And I love cooking for my mate.”

“I know you’re strong. That doesn’t mean you have to hide your weakness all the time, Darlin’. I love you. Let me help.”

“We’re forever, Darlin’. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. I don’t care if you’re a vampire or not. I love you for being you.”

“No matter what you choose to do, imma be right there by your side. I promise, Darlin’.”

“I love you.”

Bits and bobs. Made up quotes by me <3

[itsrubesshawty]

Darlin and Sam matching eyebrow piercings when?

[heartf0ul]

[sunsickcrab]

young!darlin: you're not what I thought you'd be like

gabe: mean and scary?

young!darlin: [chuckles]

gabe: well I actually thought you'd be kinda mean and scary too

young!darlin: me?

gabe: terrifying

[wiistefdoesart]

sam healing darlin’

[washingtonwerewolf]

ok so wait are you team “when tank’s unempowered friend had their memory modified, tank managed to convince the person doing the modification to make them forget tank entirely and they just fully lost a friend that day (probably one of few they had at the time)” or team “the memory modification only erased the experience of the quinn attack but afterwards tank always felt so guilty and maintaining covert was such a struggle because when they looked at their unempowered friend all they saw was quinn so tank drifted from them anyways” 

[aimedis]

i'm on my lovely/darlin besties agenda with this one chat

[idchewonyou]

Tank definitely be slinging an arm around Angel's shoulder while looking at David with the most smug 'I'm taking your bitch' look known to man.

[kyndahot]

When Quinn witnesses Darlin fight in their wolf form, all he sees is a beast. A ferocious monster, big and intimidating and powerful. One at his beck and call, no less. He lets them lick their own wounds when the fight is over. If they did well enough, maybe he’ll offer them a quick pat on the haunches before leaving them be in their own blood and sweat. They don’t know a lick of healing magic, let alone anyone in their circle at the time that might help them. Darlin walks around with large bruises and bandages strung lazily across their body. Not for lack of trying— they’re just so sore, so tired that it takes effort to reach the places that need covering. Their poor eating habits and lack of sleep make the healing process especially slow.

When Sam witnesses Darlin fight in their wolf form he sees a scared animal. Cornered, wild eyes darting around— as if looking for a way out. Lip curled with low posture. They fight like they’ve been backed into a corner even in the most open of spaces. Once they shift back, he’s all over them in seconds. Checking for wounds, healing said wounds, tight hugs and deep breaths. Affirming to them that they’re ok, he’s ok. More than anything he’s reassuring himself. The wounds he can’t heal he wraps and treats with the supplies he has until he’s recuperated enough to continue healing them. He’ll bring them food in bed, much to their chagrin.

“I can get up myself! You don’t have to bring it to me I’m fine.”

“You’ll pop a stitch if you move around too soon. Quit your whinin’, you big baby.”

When they’re alone, Darlin will shift and lay in Sam’s lap sleeping soundly. He’ll run his hands through their fur and get caught tracing the large scars where fur refuses to grow back. Soft and gentle as if they’re still fresh, still tender. He 's caught in a trance staring at nothing while doing so until a rhythmic thumping breaks him from it.

Still asleep, it’s Darlin’s wagging tail.

[chimckenns]

Sam knew quite a lot about the stars. He’d spend late nights up on his rooftop, watching the constellations while sorting out his thoughts.

Alone.

Darlin’ had come back from a late night gig. They looked up and saw Sam’s silhouette against the night sky. His hair flowing in the wind and his relaxed posture created a beautiful image, but somehow he felt so far away - like he’d be lost to the stars forever.

Darlin’ went in their home, put aside their work things, and climbed up the roof. Sam, hearing their footsteps, lifted an arm in a silent invitation, to which Darlin’ happily accepted and curled up next to him, their head on his shoulder. Their arms wrapped around his waist, holding just a little tighter than they usually did, the thought of him being distant still in the back of their mind.

Sam kissed the top of their head as if he read their mind.

“I’m not going anywhere, Darlin’. Not without you.”

Darlin’ nodded against him, and Sam smiled to feel them relax. He rubbed their shoulder in little circles, taking a deep breath and syncing his breathing with theirs.

They took a moment to just be with each other, feeling the warmth of each other’s presence and listen to their heart beats.

Sam broke the silence, pointing up at the sky.

“One of favourite constellations. Lupus.”

Darlin shuffled, trying to match their gaze with where he pointed.

Sam smiled and shifted them so that they sat in front. He leaned his chin on their shoulder and pointed again, drawing a line between twelve little stars in the sky.

“I can’t tell what that’s meant to be.”

“It’s you.”

Darlin’ looked at him in confusion. Sam gently tucked a strand of hair behind their ear and kissed them soft and sweet.

“A wolf. There’s not much of a story behind it so it’s overlooked, but that’s what I love about it. Gives me the freedom to create one of my own.”

Darlin’ made themself comfortable, wriggling their way back into his arms with their back against his chest. Sam returned his arms around their waist.

“Tell me about the story.”

“Well…”

They spent the rest of the night talking. Sam introducing to Darlin’ the world of his imagination, and Darlin’ listening along, enjoying the rumble of his voice against their back.

Sam doesn’t have to spend his nights alone anymore.

And he’s forever grateful for that and treasures it.

The time they have left in each other’s arms.