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[sheawritesstuff]

Sam / Darlin Headcanons

[In no particular order]

✩ Sam has stretch marks on his hips and across his back from growing so fast after leaving Mont Blanc

✩ Darlin has a high pain tolerance so they literally don’t realize when they’re seriously injured sometimes

✩ Sam has a lot of faded scars on his hands

✩ Sam is the oldest brother, Darlin is a middle child - they both had to leave their younger siblings behind and still feel bad about it

✩ The younger pack members think Sam is the absolute coolest even though they don’t get to see him very often

✩ Sam still has David’s name saved as Mr. Shaw in his phone

✩ Since Sam convinced Darlin to start eating actual food they are BUILT - their muscles aren’t super lean and defined anymore, but they’re noticeably stronger

✩ Occasionally when they’re stressed Darlin will shift and lay directly on top of Sam like a wolf-shaped weighted blanket

✩ Sam hates the question “are you a tea or coffee person?” because people rarely accept his answer of “both”

✩ Darlin was very uneasy about any kind of physical touch after Quinn, especially skin-to-skin, so they almost exclusively wore clothes that covered their entire body for about a year - they feel safe enough to wear tank tops and shorts now

✩ Darlin likes holding both sides of Sam’s face when they kiss

✩ Sam pretends to be more oblivious to modern media than he really is 

✩ Before turning, Sam needed glasses - for a while afterwards he would still wear them out of habit

✩When shifted, Darlin is one of the biggest wolves in the pack

✩ When he was younger, Sam used to fight in shady arenas for some quick cash

✩ Darlin knows how to play bass

✩ Sam shaved his head after leaving Mont Blanc and after turning as his way of “starting his new life” - he keeps it fairly long now but makes an effort to keep it trimmed and maintained

✩ Darlin has convinced Sam to paint his nails with them at least once

✩ Sam looks like his dad but he has his mom’s eyes and her smile

✩ Sam dances like a tipsy suburban dad at a backyard barbecue

✩ Darlin has a habit of glaring like they’re about to murder the next person who enters their line of sight when they’re actually just thinking about what they want for dinner

✩ Sam was raised on a ranch so he knows how to ride horses, herd cattle, etc.

[ashthefrogmonarch]

"The world is cruel, therefore I won't be."

[rainingcatsandjune]

i've been hyperfixating on sam for only a week after my friend introduced me to him but rahdfjksgsjdifgkfjgh kjfgsdfgh im so obsessed

i hope the fanbase on tumblr accepts these sam doodles

(the dentist one is what i made right after listening to sam's imperium audio ASHDAJHDF i have not watched the rest of imperium besides his video oml)

[huxleaf]

hypersexual!darlin x hypersexual!sam envelopes every inch and crevice of my mind

[tankwiththeangst]

Fun fact!

Darlin and Sam’s anniversary is technically January 9th.

In the timeline it says nine days after the inversion (New Year’s Eve) is when Sam and Darlin made their relationship official and said they loved each other and Darlin called Sam their Mate.

You all have fun with the information :)

[chazzielynx]

I know Sam is already a fan favourite but I feel like we don't give his and Darlin's "Cuddles and Confessions" video enough credit.

This man is so fucking in love and so anxious about it. The way he laughs about Darlin noticing his fast heartbeat - like...this man is blushing so hard and contemplating every single move because it had been so long since he last let someone that close. Same for Darlin.

The intimacy in that video is so beautiful. They're both dealing with a shitty situation but decide to put that on hold for one day to spend it with each other LIKE HELLO?!

And then the way his mother hen instincts kick in when he realises Darlin hasn't eaten in a while? And sure he's sassy about it but then makes a point to establish closeness again, not shaming them about it at all.

And then such a beautiful way of confessing his feelings and that soft first kiss?!?! AHEM?!?!

That audio is so fucking beautiful, I can't.

[dukecollinsbf]

darlin stay going after older vamps w accents like atleast make the daddy issues subtle

[plutocries]

My darlin listener oc Rue (people scare me bro 😭)

Okay so like I was gonna post this when I had ALL my shaw pack listeners drawn out and put them all in one big line up, but like alot of my friends have gone Feral for this design and I mean like absolutely down bad barking and everything. LIKE ITS SO BAD MY EX TEXTED ME TO TELL ME HOW THEY WOULD SMASH HELP!?!?!?

Anyway I hope you guys enjoy them as much as all my friends did XD

This song is so them

[kimiko-the-angel]

Your Mortality Reminds You

"Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?"

"How many years would you two really have before someone sees you together and assumes he's your son, instead of your mate."

[febreze-bottle-without-febreze]

☆More random Redacted ASMR/Audio drawings☆

Tag list☆ @plutobutartsy @hammerhead-jpg @blocked-zombieartist @tuerescringe @annahhopee @everything-redacted-and-others

Closeups and me rambling about the drawings/characters

I had way too much fun drawing Hush too my love for drawing aliens came out while drawing this I wanted to make him more alien-like but I'll save that for Brachium design. but look at the precious fish boi and his beautiful eyes.☆

just made it to where you can see his eyes and makeup better with out his hair in the way, also a little Doc doodle and yes they did his makeup☆

Sam is giving pumpkin pie in the best way but pumpkin cream pie cause I don't fuck with regular pumpkin pie. The sun spots covering his are quite bittersweet in my opinion his flannel looks so cozy ☆

I know It may look I spelled Scorpius's name wrong but I didn't the fount I used is just weird. Were has Scorpius been like I know his still in the down basement with Sunshine but what he been up to is he chilling? Is he doing okay? I want to know also what type of demon is this man cause I don't know but at least one of yall know or have a pretty good guess. I love the XOXO neck tattoo I gave him. I may say I don't have a favorite color over and over again but if I had to choose purple would be one of them☆

Can you tell who I had the most fun drawing. You know what I find hilarious when a character is going through it then you cut to the D.A.M.N Crew and their living their best life not all the time but most of the time especially FL and Gav. Can we take a moment to appreciate how gorgeous Gavin is in general☆

Milo"freak-a-leak"Greer that his middle name until fauther noticed. Can we all agree that any shade of yellow/orange is Milo's color well any color is his color but especially those two. This is making me want to work on my sweetheart design but I shall ignore those thoughts for now. Also that coat his wearing is definitely not his it's Sweetheart's

[venuslove-28]

i watched cowboy dancing videos for reference c:

[annahxredaxted]

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Shit Sam says

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• “Aaysherrr dough’nt you bee staärtïn Sheaaêt”

“daaârlin wut the Hewl are you doinñ?”

“I’m goin to get mah oaiîl Changeèd”

“daárrlin will you go awn and boîwl that wahter?”

“Yeàs Sir mr. Shaáäww”

“Maaloö wheres that dayúm caät?”

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@heshheshfish I didn’t see ur comment till now💀

[crysoon]

if pretty privilege doesn’t exist then explain why sam hasn’t beat vincent’s ass yet

[ashthefrogmonarch]

Sam calling Darlin "baby" save me save me Sam calling Darlin "baby"

[huxleaf]

This trend with sam collins

[kathegreat]

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cw: nsfw, blowjob, body worship, slight face-fucking, sam’s got a belly because i say so :), darlin’ being a huge fucking pervert, jockstraps, how did we get here, came about while working on their character designs, gender-neutral, no usage of y/n, 18+ only, mdni.

sam notes darlin’ has an astonishingly (not quite astonishing, ‘cause same) perverse habit of sluttifying their cowboy. goading him one evening to try on an indubitably washed-out, puny tee shirt they found in wherever-the-fuck back corner of his walking closet just to see his nips & pecs brawl patchwork of the crewneck that appeared like more of a v-neck with how wide his upper body was. to see the worn bottom hem’s fraying & crackling threads stretch around his waist, his pudgy midriff exposed, speckled with dark, dense hairs.

once again, they purchase something else that doesn't fit quite straight (because he’s not & i’m not) but this time, undersized backless jock straps in a pack of a dozen, overexplaining to him like always that the lights had been too dim in the shop or the typeface & product imaging were too small to notice, chewing at their inner cheek to suppress a creeping grin.

before he knows it, they linger on the velvet wingback chair in the corner just across the bedroom, legs propped over their knees as a finger rests against their temple, patient yet lurking. he breathes through his mouth, his heart drumming & steps out from behind the bathroom door, the hinges cautioning with a deafening shrill. they catch his darting silver eyes first, their legs & arms unfolding to an open-body stance before their gaze glides over his skin. he shudders, lips parting & before he realizes it, he’s walked & now stands before them, lower legs sweeping the warm skin of their parted legs, adhering to every whisper & murmur of praise they give him.

blood had already begun to pool in between his thighs, darkening the stain on his crotch when their knuckles trail up & their fingers hooked around the elastic bands latched & transversed underneath his bare ass. he stumbles when they jerk him forward by the rubber cords, breathing across the flesh of his stomach that flinches & heaves. he observes, eyes astray, face & ears sweltered, chest loud & labored as a batch of hair peeks above the garment.

with one final tug, he springs free against his navel, his heart leaping when they shift again. he’s preparing, anticipating the provokingly slow manner they'll sink to their knees & how they’ll stay there until the bones sore & ache. but instead, they hug his legs loosely with their own, feet hooking just below his thighs to tug him forward, sinking his cock into their awaiting mouth.

he releases a stuttered whine, recoiling as the impossible heat of their mouth consumes him, his fingers braiding into their hair as their tongue whorl & cheeks hollow. & when those sordid little gags & groans thrum around him with their fingers tangling in the elastic, he hisses in between clenched teeth. his other hand slams onto the top of the couch, the wooden feet wailing when they grate against the hardwood, his legs tremoring vigorously, gripping, clawing, tearing at the velvet fabric, polyfill fluttering to the floor.

he doesn't know how long they’ve been there. how many times he came as he hunches over, their nose now fully presses into him, head bobbing, mouth unforgiving & sucking, forcing him to thrust & grind his hips. he moans, praises, or pleads. god, fuck! he doesn't even know anymore. he doesn't think he can—

“you can take it. you can take it like you always do,” they say.

& he does.