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I really like the idea of Darlin being a dancer.

I wouldn’t be surprised if they did it in college either or at least something creative. They’re quite smart academically but in maths their is only right and wrong, there was no leeway, no exploring. Dancing is something they’d done for as long as they remembered. A way to be expressive with movement.

Their parents said it was a way to learn control at first, to dampen down their impulses and put their energy into something positive. Despite that, they enjoy it. Convincing themselves it makes them feel free but going through the rules and steps over and over to make it perfect. They learn to work through pain, to ignore their aching muscles and cut up feet. They don’t do anything half-assed.

It starts controlling them.

They eventually stop as their life changes but Darlin carries dance with them every where they go. Keeping themselves small to never take up too much room, letting themself be contorted into whatever shape, pose or person necessary to fit the performance and to fit into life. Using their body to communicate, to tell a story.

All of the cuts and welts, all that practise and patience only useful when it comes to agility in fights now. It was a stupid dream, bruises and anger in a leotard? Even stage makeup can’t cover their scars. What an idiot they’d been.

But then Sam comes into Darlin’s life and he makes them home cooked meals and they bulk up. He see’s them for who they are, not who he wants them to be. And he fumbles around in the moonlight with them, trying his best as they spin each other.

They feel free and Darlin doesn’t have to perform anymore but they do get to dance again.

#I don’t know if this I niche or not but it’s what I’ve always imagined them doing I dunno #there are so many comparisons in their habits #also tried very hard to find an article of clothing that both males and females wear in dance #who knew the attire was so different #anyway #redacted darlin #redacted sam #redacted audio #redacted asmr #redactedverse #arrowsqueue

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Darlin'/Sam drabble (as of yet untitled)

824 words

Takes place after Cuddles and Confessions with Your Vampire Mate

What are you talking about, I'm not projecting and then rearranging things to fit canon narrative, you are.

Takeout delivered and set out on Darlin's coffee table, they watched with careful eyes as their Mate came back into the living room with cutlery in one hand and the other about to switch off the main light in the room. It was a habit still in his blood from when he was human and enjoyed eating meals in front of the TV.

"Wait," Darlin's words stopped him where he stood, hand still outstretched towards the switch. "Can we keep the light on?" Their eyes darted to-and-fro, taking in the whole scene, head bowed like a chained dog waiting for the inevitable punishment for talking out of turn.

Sam's brow creased, he took stock of their expression as he gave up on the light and made his way over to Darlin'. "If you don't mind me askin', why?" He looked at them with gentle intent, as if the very act of giving them his attention could help them, might make them feel more comfortable sharing whatever was on their mind with him.

Darlin' shrugged, teeth worrying at the scar that cut past the corner of the lip – it probably would've healed better if they left it alone, but patience and compliance never were their strong suits. "I'm jus' weird is all." Sam didn't like the dismissive tone Darlin' had the habit of using when talking about themself, hoping to end any discussion that went further than anything skin-deep.

"I know you're weird." He shuffled over on the sofa, brushing his thigh against theirs. "I like your weirdness," he added with a smile. "But you must have a reason why, Darlin'."

"Jus'..." They sighed, pulling their legs up onto the sofa and folded into themself, shoulders curled real low. Sam knew in his heart that if they had been in their wolf-form, their tail would have been tucked in tight, too. "I can't trust that whoever made it followed the instructions properly. Too many people look at "no onions" or whatever, and pile on twice as much as they would normally just for a laugh. So I like to... see my food as I eating it... I guess." The specificity of their example gave Sam pause, made him concerned.

He exhaled slowly, thinking of how to broach the subject carefully, not wanting to dig any deeper than Darlin' would be happy revealing. "Has anyone done that to you... intentionally?" The pulse of protectiveness that burned through him, overwhelmed him, and he couldn't quite put his finger on why.

"Not anyone from the pack," they started to explain, eyes lingering on steam drifting up from the takeout boxes. "Not for a long time anyways, not since Mrs Greer gave them an earful years ago, told them to quit it or she'd knock so much sense into them that it'd be spilling outta their ears."

Sam was keenly aware of how Darlin' always addressed Marie with a note of admiration in their voice. Respect for the pack's matriarch never straying far from their lips when they spoke about her. Something not many people realised about the returnee wolf, was that they had immense respect for those who deserved it, for those who cared and didn't just write them off as a troublemaker. Many were often too happy to dismiss their complaints as disruptive and rebellious.

Feeling lost in the silence, Darlin' laughed once. It was hollow, no humour behind it, just an attempt to break the awkwardness and return to something less personal. "Bet'cha thought I'd just chow down on it without even a second glance. Kids that grew up food poor shouldn't bite the hand that feeds them, right? I know it's dumb but-"

Sam reached over and put his hand over theirs, squeezing gently, tetherinf them to him, fingertips feeling every scar and wound that had long since healed but the memory of them lived deep in the wolf's soul. There wasn't one ounce of the Vampire that didn't wish he could help them heal that hurt.

"It's not dumb, darlin'. And you aren't neither."

Darlin's lip threatened to quiver, they hadn't been keeping track of the number of days, but safe to say, it had been a long time since anyone had said a genuinely nice word to them, without the false taste of obligation coating it. They opened their mouth, Sam waited, wanting to hear what they had to say.

Instead, the room was filled with the sound of Darlin's stomach growling incessantly. The pair just laughed at the absurd timing, one with embarrassment and the other in solidarity.

"We can talk later, darlin'. For now, let's just get you fed."

An easy relief fell over both of them – their secret was out and had been met with understanding rather than the expected derision, and Sam had learned something new about his Mate. He smiled; it was gonna take some time to get used to the sound of that, even in his thoughts.

#I will never ever ever get tired of Sam and Darlin being patient with each other #The subtle reassurances and careful words oh I love them #I love the ‘one with embarrassment and the other in solidarity’ line #in it together

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hehehe would a 'sam drawing darlin' prompt work for youuuu 👀👀👀

OOOO this is interesting. Hold on lemme bang something out really quick.

Pairing: Sam/Darlin

WC: 958 (... oops? These are meant to be small), unedited.

Rating: Gen.

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It was a stupid idea.

"Excuse me?"

"It's a trend!" Tank defended. "We sit down, set a time limit, and then show each other the result. It's fun!"

But the way that Darlin' was looking at him, begging him to do this--well, he couldn't say no, could he?

"Alright. Let's go then."

Darlin' would later deny this, but they lit up before rushing off to get the supplies. Sam chuckled, chest fighting in the surge of affection for them.

A few minutes later, they were sitting across from each other in the kitchen, supplies spread out on their respective sides, and papers connected to clipboards to "prevent cheating" (in Darlin's words). How they would cheat at drawing each other, Sam wasn't sure, but he was just along for the ride at this point.

"Ten minutes," Darlin' announced, setting a timer on their phone. "That should be long enough. You ready?"

"As ready as I can be," Sam said, a small smile on his face.

"Alright," Darlin' set the phone in between them, finger hovering over the start button. "And. Go!"

The timer started, and Darlin' grabbed their pencil in a haste. Sam wasn't sure where to start. His pencil hovered above the paper as he worried his lip between his teeth. There was just so much about his Darlin' that he loved, he wouldn't forgive himself if he left something out, or didn't do their beauty justice.

30 seconds tick by. With a deep breath, Sam started.

He wasn't new at drawing, by any means. He had taken classes around realism for a while and had a habit of drawing those around campus when he was in school. It had just been a while. The first few marks he made he went back on immediately. After a while, as he got more comfortable, it got easier. He kept glancing up at Darlin', watching how their eyes focused on what they were working on, how the sun caught on their eyes, highlighting the colour, the way that their lips parted just so in concentration.

Sam was always told that he was quiet, but when he was quiet he was observant, and his favourite thing to observe was his Mate. There were so many little things that fascinated him about Darlin', and he couldn't get enough. Sam learned something new every day about them and of course, he learned their habits and systems. He could live and breathe Darlin' if the situation ever called for it.

Ten minutes flew by way faster than he wanted it to, but he was proud of the work he was able to finish.

Darlin' resolutely set down their coloured pencil, sighing. "Okay. Are we ready to show off the results?" They asked, excitement just barely being held back.

"Do you want to go first?" Sam asked.

Darlin' nodded, grabbing for their phone. "We're recording this so I can send it to the mates later."

Sam chuckled but didn't object.

"Okay! Here, hold this up beside your face for comparison," they said, handing him their paper. "Don't look at it yet!"

Sam did, smiling to himself.

"Okay, you can look," Darlin' said.

Sam turned the paper around, and couldn't help the small laugh that escaped him. In the most loving way possible, it looked like something an eleven-year-old would draw.

"Don't laugh!" Darlin' reprimanded.

"I'm not laughing at it," Sam said, "It's just so... good."

"Don't say good like that," Darlin' groaned.

"I mean it. I love it, Darlin'. I'll cherish it forever."

Darlin' got flustered at those words, but they refused to comment at it. "Let me see yours already, I'm sure you didn't do much better."

Sam shrugged. "That's for you to judge."

"Here, take the phone," Darlin' said, turning the phone around and stretching over the table. Sam did, trying to keep the camera steady. "Now give me your paper so people can compare."

Sam did, and watched as Darlin' held it next to their face. He had to say, sitting like this, he was very proud of how it came out. He felt like he really captured who they were. Darlin' finally turned the paper around, and their jaw dropped just a bit once they saw it.

"You didn't tell me you could draw!" They protested.

Sam laughed, head falling back a bit. "You never asked," he countered.

"Yeah but like," Darlin' gestured to the paper, "this is like, really good!"

"So you like it?"

"I love it, Sam," Darlin' said. The sincerity in their voice was evident, and it made Sam smile bigger. He stopped the recording before he continued.

"I'm glad."

"I feel like mine's awful now. Look at this!"

"Your's is perfect, Darlin'," Sam assured. "We can put them up side by side."

"I don't know if I want to do that," Darlin' said.

Sam stood, walking over to them. "They deserve to be put together," he argued, tilting their head up so he could kiss them, "just like we deserve to be together.

Darlin' groaned, rolling their eyes, "Don't be all sappy on me right now."

"Never," Sam said, smiling down at them before pulling them into another kiss.

"When did you even learn to draw?" Darlin' asked.

Sam shrugged. "I had a lot of free time between classes, so I used to draw the people around me. They weren't the stillest subjects, but it gave me good practice. Especially in learning to draw fast, because there is no guarantee they would stay there for more than a few minutes."

"How come I never heard about this?"

Sam laughed, "Again, because you never asked."

Darlin' rolled their eyes. "Jerk."

Sam hummed, "A jerk that you love."

"Not the point."

"Sure it isn't," Sam said, kissing them again.

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#the way I imagined this exact scenario last night (albeit the other way round) and this is the first thing on my dash today #cut the cameras #Pluto this is beautiful #you’ve got the way Sam speaks down to a t it’s perfect I love love this #will be coming back to re-read this alot

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This mini-era of David audios will forever be unmatched

#real real real #the way he smiles and kisses them awake when he sees them sleeping in the couch #they’re so cute you’re so correct

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Ok, Redacted fandom, does Sam wear a hat?

If so, Darlin’ definitely takes it off him and wears it when they are feeling playful. When they do they run off cackling while Sam shakes his head, sighs with that smirk 😏, then runs and grabs them from behind.

If they are upset and want to hide, he puts it on them and sits next to them holding their hand or rubbing their back until they are ready to talk.

Everyone in the Solaire house knows if Sam takes off his hat in an argument, it’s about to get real.

One night during a thunderstorm, Darlin’ had a nightmare and went straight to Sam’s house, but he wasn’t there. They waited in the rain until he drove up. his headlights shown right on them. He could see they were upset, shaking from the cold, and soaked. Within a second he had them in his arms and putting the hat over them to stop the rain. When they got literally 2 steps in the door he shut it and open the coat he was wearing and wrapped it and himself around them.

All in all, it would be a versatile hat.

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milo saying "this is my lucky night bitch" was a jaw dropper FR

#genuinely snapped me back into reality for a moment #redacted milo

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Uh I was cleaning out my camera roll and found these from a year ago….. enjoy?

#redacted freelancer #redacted gavin #redacted elliott #redacted lasko #redacted asher #redacted milo #redacted lovely #redacted Sam #redacted darlin #redacted marcus #redacted audio #redacted asmr #arrowsqueue #redactedverse #shitpost

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Speculation about AprilFoolVerse David below

Is David softer than canon and not an alpha because Gabe is still alive?

#omg #this is genius #redacted asmr #redactedverse #redacted april fooliverse

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anything u say baby brown eyes

#he’s WONDERFUL #big belt buckle Sam supremacy #anything you say baby brown eyes #redacted sam

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@sleeepygrrrl I lost the ask because I’m a dummy but here are your Sam Head-canons

(…..finally I’m so so sorry for the wait <3)

NSFW, MDNI thank you <3

Ahem *there is little left to hc but I shall give it my best shot*

Foreplay: This man likes a strip tease. He wants to watch you feel good about yourself so he can show you how good you make him feel after.

He has a thing for thigh highs and garters.

Trust is a key component in sex with Sam and in BDSM. Will use ropes/ bindings and his hands to hold you in place.

And he talks you through every step as he’s tying them on

Will ramble almost incoherently about how good you’re making him feel and then pull himself together to tease you with a ‘does that feel good’ or ‘mmm you like that?’

Brat/dom vibes

When he’s receiving he trembles if you swirl the around the tip. Teasing and then suddenly going all the way down leaves him reeling.

Will push your hair back for you and hold it too (if you have hair long enough to make that necessary)

If he’s giving, then he likes it when you grab his hair and push him in/hold him where you want. He will shudder and his eyes go all wild

GRAB HIM. touch him anywhere and everywhere. If your hands can reach him then he wants them on him. Neck, shoulder and stomach kisses. PULL HIM INTO YOU.

He is very good with his mouth. Very good and he will use that to every advantage. Thighs, neck, nipples everywhere you want.

Positions: With Sam, eye contact is key, so positions where you’re facing each other are optimal. Missionary, cowgirl etc are often his favourite.

However, he will work around other positions like doggystyle by asking you to turn your head and look at him.

“Look at me while I fuck you”

Will even stop if you look away or close your eyes and might even set a rule that you can’t finish if you don’t look.

He’ll place you in front of a mirror and command you to watch yourself.

Uses your hips as handlebars.

Very vocal, growls and moans all the way through and encourages you to do the same.

Also very big on claiming/marking in anyway, scratches, bites…. And will use it in his language too

‘Come FOR ME’ ‘be good FOR ME’ ‘my body is yours’

Very commanding and instructive, will tell you exactly how he he wants something done and will tell you how good you’re doing.

Aftercare: likes to cuddle and talk afterwards, admiring how you look and complimenting you. He always checks in to make sure everything was ok.

If it was a particularly long or rough session he’ll draw a bath and get you both clean. Often the playfully scowling when you try to do something yourself, wanting to do it for you.

‘Morning after’ massages are common and this man knows what he’s doing with those hands . He’ll also often make breakfast for you to make sure you’re well energised.

#I hope you like them :) #writing these as an ace is always interesting haha #redacted audio #redacted asmr #redactedverse #redacted sam #arrowsqueue #redacted headcanons

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All of my angel sketches :))

(From my sketchbook, I have some loose ones somewhere I'll update this with em if I find em)

#oh I love them #your angels so cute #and their expressions are amazing ahh

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In the valentines audio Darlin points out that Sam’s lip is bleeding and kisses him better. Which means he didn’t heal it himself.

He purposefully stopped his bodies natural healing process so that he’d have the magic to heal their cuts and bruises.

I need a moment.

#vampires naturally do that I- #not to mention the fact he let waited a while before asking about their injuries so they could calm down #and not be overwhelmed #redacted sam #redacted darlin #redacted audio #redacted asmr #redactedverse #arrowsqueue

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I'm sorry, but Quinn kink shaming Darlin' is so fucking crazy to me😭

Sir, you kill people for funsies??? And you're trying to shame me for liking biting??

Like the audacity of that man is so crazy

You're literally bound to a chair and about to be executed for your crimes, and you're calling me a pain freak??? You like to watch people without their knowledge sir, please take several seats 😭

#like sir you’re in a straight jacket you do not have the upper hand #he was grrrrrasping at straws #but also maybe just trying to rub in to Sam’s face how much Darlin liked it cause he knew Sam hadn’t bitten them

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sam doodle <3

i forgot to post this old sam doodle of him, it’s mostly messy and semi old design but hey i love his southern vampire

(edit: i just realized i forgot darlins tattoos 😭😭 i’ll fix it later maybe)

tag list 🏷️ :

@caramel-metal @arrowfleur @star-sheeps @febreze-bottle-without-febreze @soup-scope

#look at themmmm #ahhhh #me too Darlin me too #redacted audio #redacted asmr #redacted fanart

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Random Vibes I get from the Redacted characters:

Aaron~ Seems like the kind of guy who’s weirdly private about his middle name. Like he will not tell anyone and it’s probably something basic like Matthew.

Vincent ~ actually physically bites his lip when he’s flirting and it’s a bit strange but Lovely loves it also twirls his hair sometimes too.

Asher ~ watches those Japanese candy kit videos in his free time and he is ENGROSED.

Milo ~ WHY ARE YOU WEARING SHOES IN THE HOUSE ARE YOU INSANE?!? - Milo Greer 💞💞💞.

Sam ~ ‘oh you’re cooking? What are you cooking? You should add this. No don’t stir it like that! Here use a wooden spoon. I’m just gonna chop some of this up to add in it.’ Oh would you look at that, you are now sat on the counter as he cooks the food.

David ~ He doesn’t cut his sandwiches. Not into squares or triangles. He just doesn’t cut it.

Ollie ~ Did you just sit on this man’s bed in your outside clothes? BANISHED.

Guy ~ simply describes something he’s looking for as ‘the thing’ and you just have to keep guessing over and over until you get it right whilst he makes exasperated hand gestures.

Damien ~ He just has weird taste in shoes. I don’t know what to tell you but this man finds the STRANGEST trainers, no he doesn’t remember where he got them from and no matter how hard you try you won’t find another pair anywhere the brand doesn’t exist

Huxley ~ Almost the opposite of Damien. PLEASE PUT THOSE GRIPPERS AWAY. Never wears socks unless he’s wearing shoes that need them 😔.

#redacted audio #redacted asmr #redacted aaron #redacted asher #redacted vincent #redacted milo #redacted sam #redacted david #redacted ollie #redacted guy #redacted damien #redacted huxley #redactedverse #arrowsqueue

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This is probably (definitely) late but I have so very many:

Wish that you were here~ Florence and the machine: ‘And I never minded being on my own. Then something broke in me and I wanted to go home. To be where you are. ‘

Sleeping on the blacktop ~ colter wall: ‘Sunshine beating on the good times, moonlight raising from the grave’ ‘pack o’ young boys going howling at the moon. Hey Darlin, running through the trees honey. Hey Darlin, heading for the next town less’n my sense catches up with me.’ (This entire song tbh, there’s even a car crash reference…)

Okay ~ Backhouse Mike: ‘So here you are, mistakenly mistaken for a deeper scar. A hole in your heart and the same for me’ ‘There is no upper hand I’m giving you mine’

Like real people do ~ Hozier: ‘Why were you digging? What did you bury before those hands pulled me from the earth?’ I will not ask and neither should you.’

Losing my religion ~ R.E.M

A match into water ~ pierce the veil: ‘I kiss the scars on her skin I still think you’re beautiful and I never want to lose my best friend’ ‘dreamless in early graves, I never want it to be this way’ ‘but if we die at the same time does it still scare you?’

Little lion man ~ Mumford and Sons: *copy and pastes entire lyrics*

Hurt ~ Johnny Cash: ‘What have I become? My sweetest friend. Everyone I know, goes away in the end. And you could have it all, my empire or dirt. I will let you down. I will make you hurt. If I could start again, a million miles away, I would keep myself. I would find a way.’

Francesca ~ Hozier

Honourable mentions (cause only certain parts fit)

Radio ~ Lana del ray ‘Their heavy words can’t keep me down, boy I’ve been raised from the dead. No one even knows how hard life was, I don’t even think about it now because, I finally found you’

Heartless ~ Kanye: ‘In the night I hear them talk, the coldest story ever told. Somewhere far along this road he lost his soul, to a woman so heartless’

please give me songs that remind u of sam bc i am struggling

#this is both extremely condensed and extremely long apologies #I tried to make the music diverse so that you’d hopefully like at least one of them aha #redacted audio #redacted asmr #arrowsqueue #redacted sam #redacted darlin #redactedverse

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That trend where all the grandkids show up to their grandmas house for a sleepover but it’s the shaw pack going to Marie’s

#better believe she’s making sure they’re all WELL fed #redacted audio #redacted asmr #redacted marie #redacted shaw pack #redactedverse #arrowsqueue #redacted david #redacted darlin #redacted asher #redacted milo #redacted amanda #redacted christian