#sammy's inbox

[chateautae]

When will you write part three of to turn a bad thing good

Hello my loves, good news, CHAPTER 3 OF TO TURN A BAD THING GOOD IS FINALLY COMPLETED!!!!!! I am so, so sorry for the amount of time it took. Life got so intense that I barely had time to write, and even when I did, I would instantly get slammed with writer's block. It took a good amount of effort for my writer's block to lift but I have finally found the creativity and passion I once had for writing. I'm so happy to be back 🥺

Thank you all endlessly for your patience with me. One thing I adore about you guy is that not once, did I ever receive any rude, harsh or pressurizing messages forcing me to write faster or release something. You've all created such a welcoming, safe space for me to write at my own pace and I am so lucky to have you all. So GOOD NEWS FOR YOU ANON, IT IS COMPLETED ALL I NEED TO DO IS EDIT AND RELEASE IT!! IT WILL BE VERY VERY SOON!! THANK YOU FOR WAITING!! 💓

[sparxyv]

Ravenclaw Buddies 💙

would you join them? 😗

[glassmermaids]

patrick zweig x bookworm girlfriend moodboard???

he'll buy you books to read, but he'll only read them if you've read and annotated them first (he just likes reading your thoughts and reactions)

[pray4saint]

My friend, do you think you could write something for dteam and chucky sammy about if they were having to sleep on the couch or something after an argument?

in the doghouse

masterlist & descrip. tv-ma. 15+. arguments. established relationships. bf!ted, bf!charlie, bf!schlatt. suggestive endings for ted & charlie, fluffy ending with schlatt.

started july 29th, finished sept 5th.

a/n. i'm writing dteam and chuckle sammy separately so here's chuckle sammy, tags: @st4rrybear & @slxtmeri

a/n 2. took like, a month off from writing this but here it FINALLY IS / as i'm finishing this, all of these feel a little out of character, esp schlatt's bc it was rushed but WHATEVER, lmk what you think

ted nivison

you don't even tell him anything, you just bring out a pillow and a blanket to the living room

your boyfriend laughs, ”are you serious?” you nod, ”as a fuckin' heart attack.” your arms remain crossed while you turn to storm off to the bedroom. he looks at your fleeting figure almost questioningly, like it still confuses him. at least until you slam the door behind you, then it becomes so much more real.

unfortunately for ted, he knew he couldn't sleep without you in his arms, or at the very least by his side. after a moment of thought and going back and forth over if it was really worth it to upset you again, he made his way down the hall and pushed the door open without a second thought. his eyes are trained on the floor when he first speaks, ”y/n, angel, honey–” and then he gets choked up, his gaze moving up to you, bare-chested. ”ted i told you to sleep on the couch!” you cross your arms over your chest and ted shakes his head, stepping closer to you. ”you know i can't do that.” he doesn't stop, his steps only getting closer. his arms find their way to yours, and his eyes train themselves on yours. ”teddy, go.” you pull one hand away and point behind him at the door. ”i can't do that either.”

you sigh, trying to keep your angered tone. ”and why is that?”

”because i'm not used to sleeping without you.” he puts on his best dramatics with his next words. ”if you send me back out there, my love, i'll just wait for you to fall asleep and find my way back in here to sleep with you anyways.” you try so hard to bite back the smile that wants so badly to peek out and say hi to him.

with matched dramatics, you let out another sigh. ”fine, but you're gonna have to make it up to me, you know that right?” you look up at him, smile tugging at your lips, and he pulls your chest flush against his chest. he leans down, voice barely a whisper in your ear. ”can i start now?” you nod breathlessly, and ted's lips attach to your neck. ”your wish is my command angel.” oh.

charlie slimecicle

'you know what charlie? you can sleep on the couch tonight.'

he yells back at you. ”but baby, i'm sorry!” you suck air in through your teeth, shaking your head at him. ”it's too late now charlie, now i'm going to bed, i suggest you get some rest.”

charlie waits for you to get back to the bedroom, genuinely debating with himself if he should just sleep on the couch and give you space or go on and beg for forgiveness. ultimately, charlie decided he'd try to sleep on the couch, alone, without you. the thought of it alone sent shivers down his spine and chills up his arms.

your boyfriend tossed and turned on the couch, trying to get comfortable, but he just couldn't. not without you. he sat up, groggy. then his head whipped around at the sound of your footsteps padding down the hallway. the flick of a light switch and the buzz of the lightbulb turned on revealed your figure, sloppily walking in, trying not to wake up too much. but it was too late for charlie, now he was invested in getting back in bed next to you.

he trotted his way back into the bedroom, trying to think of any and every possible solution to make you forgive him.

”y/n?” you jump back when you hear his voice combined with the feeling of his hands on your hips, pulling you closer. ”charlie what the fuck? you scared me.” his shoulders slump down, oops. ”i need you to forgive me. please? i'm sorry.” your eyes adjusted to the darkness quickly and when they did, you could see charlie sat on the bed, legs crossed, hands reached out to thumb circles into your sides, eyes trained on your face even in the dark.

”baby–” you place your hands on his shoulders and he lets out a deep breath. in all honesty, you'd forgotten your anger at him an hour ago, but you still knew he was like soft clay in your hands and under your gaze. ”i can forgive you, no problem, but..” his eyes brightened up and you could feel how his hands tensed against your hips. ”i need to know how you're gonna make it up to me.” your hands flip up so it's just your fingertips dancing along his shoulders. your tone is laced with faux patronisation but he doesn't pick up on it. his hands squeeze at your sides before moving around the front of the waistband of your underwear. ”maybe..” you pull the edge of your bottom lip under your upper teeth with a smile. ”that could work.”

jschlatt

'you can sleep your ass on the couch tonight.'

schlatt tilts his head at you with this condescending look. ”drop the attitude.” at his statement, you return to your argument, getting in his face about it. he tries to bite back the amused smile tugging at his lips at how upset you are before he reaches for your arm, holding you still. ”did'ya not hear me doll?” he pauses for a second, looking down at you. ”drop the fuckin' attitude.”

you have to fight the urge to laugh. ”yeah, no. i recognise that tone, you're not domming your way out of this one.” even though you said it, you weren't a hundred percent sure if you meant it, but still, you held your ground. your boyfriend groans, and his tone of voice changes. ”baby are you serious?” he's almost pleading, and it surprised you how quickly his attitude went from trying to fuck his way out of trouble to being seemingly on the verge of tears. you nod at the taller man, ”yeah. i'll bring you a pillow and a blanket.” you tell him, shaking your arm out of his hard grip before rubbing gently over the spot on your arm.

”but.. no. no no no.” he's calmer now, but still upset. he follows you all the way back to your bedroom. ”i'm sorry baby.” he says almost sheepishly and for a moment, you consider just letting it go, after all; you knew he didn't realise how important the argument was to you. but you had to hold your ground, it'd been a mistake you'd made in past relationships. ”sorry for what j?” you ask, turning around in the doorway to face him – or more accurately, look up at him. despite how much bigger he was than you, you and him both knew that you were in charge here, and despite how difficult it was to get it out, he apologised, again.

”see, now was that so hard?” you ask, a smile spreading across your face as your hands reach up to hold his cheeks. he scoffs and fights the urge to roll his eyes. ”n-no.” you pull his face closer to yours and press a small kiss to his lips. ”you can come to bed later, alright?” he perks up and moves his arms around you, nodding with a wide grin. by later, you meant when he was actually ready to go to bed because you know streamers (no matter how rare they stream), basically nocturnal. ”i love you sweetheart.”

pray4saint© do not copy, translate or repost my work without my express permission.

[devildarlindumbass]

Hello! I liked the blog and I decided to draw your AU for you. I wish you delicious buns!

AWW THATS SO CUTE

didn't expect anyone to draw anything based off my designs or concepts but THANK YOU SO MUCH!! :D

[rongrii]

I adore your sammy & susie! Can I ask u to draw something with them? Something very cute and fluffy (idk)😭🌺

Thank youu 🥺 I am so glad to know people love them! And thank you for your request!

Have them dancing, hope this will do!

[saltcxrcle]

calling on samjess nation!!

i need song recs about them or the vibe for the pair pretty please!!

[ultrone]

okok perv!reader with jackie who loves it!! she'll purposefully wear the shortest skirt you can imagine with no underwear underneath, making sure you see when she uncrosses her legs. stuffing her underwear in your backpack so she can call you a perv when you accidentally pull it out to study. and leaving her dorm unlocked so you can sneak in and fuck her (she’s always undressed for you)

OMG I LOVE THAT why did i never think abt perv!reader 🫣 and that’s so real, jackie would go out of her way just to tease you i swear 😭😭 she’d get naked in front of you with no shame in the locker room to get a shower, she’d lick her fingers while holding eye contact whenever she eats something sticky or wet, she’d stretch in front of you during practice, making sure u’re staring at her ass 🫣

[inkynightmaresau]

Where is Joey?

(Bendy is on his way to the Administration Office.)

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[cater-the-diamond]

Hey boy I mean Sam

As harsh as it sounded, Byleth had given up on saving her father. She tried twenty seven times to save him, never succeeding. Those Agarthans seemed to be the only people to match her power.

In the end, she concluded she simply wasn't meant to be happy. It did not hurt that bad anymore, not after seeing her father die fourty eight times. He was just another casualty. Maybe a necessary death for peace and order in Fodlan.

Still, she always thought of her dad in battle, how he instructed her. That is why she thought of him now, as she dueled with a blood covered Dimitri on the field of the eagle and lion. He still would not listen to reason and Byleth sighed, stopping time again.

The mad king was frozen in place, with his lance raised above his head and a look of rage on his face. A moment later and Byleth would have been out of chances.

"He's a tough one, isn't he?" Sothis asked.

She was still around, since Byleth had found a way to avoid fusing with her thirty seven loops ago.

"He is," Byleth began rewinding time, "But he's worth saving."

Her and Sothis watched as the moments slipped by like water in a stream, all the sleepless nights planning attacks with Claude and Edelgard and the day even further back when Byleth had convinced them to form an alliance.

Considering it now, it seemed stupid. Dimitri was the one who needed help the most. Perhaps she would pick the blue lions next time and try to forge stronger connections between the houses. An early friendship with Claude might help him...

She smiled softly as they returned to the academy days. How happy all her beloved students were...

After so many loops, she knew each and everyone of them as well as she knew herself. She wanted only the best for them, for them all to survive. Even the academy staff were dear to her, no matter how annoying they were at the beginning of loops.

But in the messy stream of moments that made up the last five years, one moment caught her attention. A boring afternoon, spent drinking tea and silently reading with her father. Curious, she returned to it.

"Here? What use will you find reliving this moment?" Sothis wondered aloud.

But Byleth did not answer, restarting time on that afternoon.

Rain pattered on the window while footsteps could be heard just outside Jeralt's office. The bad weather did not stop life at the monastery, merely moving it indoors. Byleth looked down at the book she held.

A complete history of the Church of Seiros it said on the cover.

"You're just reading? Why did this stick out to you?" Sothis asked.

Byleth silently shrugged. She began reading despite knowing everything the book had to offer, hoping that something would happen.

Her father flipped a page in his book, his serious face never changing. The rain still poured, people still talked in the hallway and Byleth was still confused.

But she waited.

Her patience was rewarded when Jeralt put his book down.

"This is boring, let's go hunting."

"But it's raining," Byleth remarked, despite having fought loved ones, ancient evils and demigods in worse weather.

"This stuffy academy job as turned you soft, you used to drag a deer twice your size back to camp in a blizzard!" he complained.

Byleth smiled softly and Jeralt did the same, "Well, you at least seem happier now."

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It was when Byleth was caked in mud, carrying a dozen rabbits and laughing so hard her sides hurt that Sothis cleared her throat. The poor professor was torn from that lovely afternoon with her father when Sothis stopped time.

"You'll only miss him more next time he dies," Sothis frowned.

"I'll save him," Byleth said, "I'll find a way."

"You can't."

She looked at her father, frozen in time as he carried the spoils of hunting with a great smile on his face. He was her only family. She could not bear to watch him die. Not again.

ohhhh my god. oh my GOD. I AM SHAKING YOU. OH MY GOD!!!!!!

byleth's determination. the fact that she figured out how to keep sothis around. the little moments with claude and edelgard and jeralt. oaaaaaaaaaaaa i am wailing and rolling around on the floor i love this

[nintoya]

I’m gonna bite the shit outta ya 😈

Not now tho, my teeth kinda hurt. and it only started once I went to the dentist yesterday, idk what he did but it hurt 💔

quit the biting already ik im such a snack 🙄

let me see your teeth. just looking, nothing else 🤗 im a pro dentist if u didnt know

[chateautae]

OMG YOU'RE BACK?!?!?!!?!?

HIIII I would like to say I’m… semi-back?? I REALLT TRULY DO MISS EVERYONE HERE and I have been checking in here and there. I’ve also been writing little by little just because I’ve either got no time or I keep losing my touch with writing. It feels like I’m so mentally drained from everyday life that writing is becoming something I’ve lost.

Though I have new renewed excitement with the boys coming back this year!! SO YES SEMI-BACK because I’m still trying to finish the latest chapter of to turn a bad thing good I PROMISE I WILL TRY RELEASING IT SOON!! Hopefully that’s okay with you guys 🥹❤️ I also know my masterlist and such needs majorrdrrr updating so I’ll be doing that soon as well hehe

[floofballsammy]

All the Halloween art I did for 2024. This is mostly inbox art and a piece for a friend.

[normalbrothershow]

Happy Wincest Wednesday! I've got a real simple one this week. *rubs hands together maniacally*

Who's got the stronger feelings for their brother: Sam or Dean? Yes, I will accept fence-sitting, but no matter your answer, I want you to explain. Who's more down bad?

- @schizosamwincester

hi!! they love each other differently, i dont think you can say if one or who loves the other more because they aren't really comparable to me 🙏 at the end of the day they both would let the world end for the other (though there too in different ways) and thats enough for me to know

[pray4saint]

i currently fixated on the ‘i hate everyone but you’ trope with jschlatt… or like a situationship with him

asshole (with a soft spot)

masterlist & descrip. pg-13. 13+. use of 'y/n'. established relationship silly situationship.

a/n. wrote this as established relationship but edited it afterwards to be more situationship-like

he will be yelling at chat and then if you happen to walk into his office he quiets right down during stream so you're comfortable

when you're in a big facetime call and he's cussing everyone out he'll say 'but not you baby y/n' at the end to make his point clear

you friends being soooo confused when you tell him he's a big softie because he barely ever says a word to them and even when he does the words come out cold, detached and unkind

ted texting you that schlatt left their call in a bad mood and you just text him back 'wdym?? he's making popcorn and we're gonna watch a movie' – context for this; you were hanging out at his place and he had to take a call about rescheduling for filming the podcast

this one is self-indulgent; tells his friends he's not going to see barbie movie but if you ask to go he'll tag along happily

him muttering 'i miss y/n' at the most random of times, even if he's alone, he just says it aloud

your place is where schlatt gets an uber to drop him off after he's knocked back a few too many – bonus if he turns into a blubbering mess about this person he really liked

chat noticing he gets really excited when he looks at his phone sometimes and him just yelling at them to shut the fuck up because it's none of their business

will purposely not go to hangouts if you're not there

less obvious situationship ;; he'll text someone else in the group and ask if you're going and he tries not to make it obvious that your decision impacted his

more obvious situationship ;; he'll text you separately and ask if you're going and then immediately respond to the group chat based on what you told him

death glaring anyone who looks at reader in public even if they're not even really looking at you

pray4saint© do not copy, translate or repost my work without my express permission.

[reanimationstation]

Trick or treat my little sheep! Would you perhaps have some candy for our Lord? He could not come out tonight, so I am gathering offerings for him, devoted prophet that I am.

uh oh, looks like your lord got out unsupervised, Sammy! someone's gotta stop him from diving into these tasty treats before the owner rises from the dead once more! or else, the consequences might be grave