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sammythedominant​:

Text: What can I say? I’ve got the hottest man in the country marrying me. Anytime, baby.

Text: You’re cute. 

Text: So what's the verdict, babe?

Text: Are you sure we could make long distance work?

#text #t sam #sam

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sammythedominant​:

Text: There’s a lot of people in Georgia that are gonna try to steal you from me. Dirty Georgia people. Gotta make it clear my man is my man, so you’re getting a ring. A cheap ring, fine.

Text: Me too, it’s the important thing.

Text: Exactly. Need a big neon sign to keep ‘em all away. Thank ya for agreein’ with me.

Text: So what's the verdict, babe?

Text: Are you sure we could make long distance work?

#text #t sam #sam

[domitxnate]

Text: well still. If ya really wanna y’all can get somethin cheap so I can keep these hungry people off me. Cos this boy is so completely takin’.

Text: I like that plan

Text: So what's the verdict, babe?

Text: Are you sure we could make long distance work?

#text #t Sam #Sam

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sammythedominant​:

Text: Good luck with that.

Text: You deserve the best.

Text: Don’t ya dare spend money on me. Ya know I hate that.

Text: So what's the verdict, babe?

Text: Are you sure we could make long distance work?

#text #t sam #sam

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sammythedominant​:

Text: I want you to have something when you’re in Georgia, like I do.

Text: Samuel don’t you dare. 

Text: Or, if ya must, get one outta. a Cracker Jack box or somethin’. 

Text: So what's the verdict, babe?

Text: Are you sure we could make long distance work?

#text #t sam #sam

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sammythedominant​:

Text: Damn right we’re forever. That ring on your finger says so.

Text: Ya mean your finger? Dork. :)

Text: So what's the verdict, babe?

Text: Are you sure we could make long distance work?

#text #t sam #sam

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sammythedominant​:

Text: But this isn’t forever. The worst case scenario, we meet up after graduation.

Text: Yeah, I know. It’s definitely gonna suck. But it ain’t forever. You and me - that’s forever. We’ll make it work.

Text: So what's the verdict, babe?

Text: Are you sure we could make long distance work?

#text #t sam #sam

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sammythedominant​:

Text: Fuck, I’m gonna miss you.

Text: I’ma miss ya too babe. So much.

Text: So what's the verdict, babe?

Text: Are you sure we could make long distance work?

#text #t sam #sam

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sammythedominant​:

Text: Oh wow. Okay. Let’s make the next couple of days memorable, yeah? Dinner with the subs, group stuff, and just you and me.

Text: Thanks. I think that’s a good plan.

Text: So what's the verdict, babe?

Text: Are you sure we could make long distance work?

#text #t sam #sam

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sammythedominant​:

Text: Me too, baby.

Text: Nothing’s ever changing how much I love you. I’m totally waiting for you, don’t you doubt that. There’s gonna be nothing to tell.

Text; Alright. We’re probably heading off in the next couple days. 

Text: So what's the verdict, babe?

Text: Are you sure we could make long distance work?

#text #t sam #sam

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sammythedominant​:

Text: I love you, baby. I know we can both make this work. Georgia? Oh man, that’s awesome. I was worried about you guys graduating way later, but that’s so great. And hey, maybe some day things change and we come join you, you know?

Text: Ima count the days until that can happen baby. 

Text: I love you. Nothin’ changes that. Distance doesn’t change that. Ima wait for you, and i’m hoping you’ll wait for me but if that ever changes, just tell me. 

Text: So what's the verdict, babe?

Text: Are you sure we could make long distance work?

#text #t sam #sam

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sammythedominant​:

Text: My boys need to be here, you know? At least for now.

Text: I understand that, babe. And I love ya and Ima do what I can to make this work. Si and I just don’t have a future here, babe. there’s this school in Georgia that allows for long term transfers so we ain’t gotta start all over. I think we gotta go there. 

Text: So what's the verdict, babe?

Text: Are you sure we could make long distance work?

#text #t sam #sam

[domitxnate]

Text: Yeah. I’m 100% sure, if it’s what y’all want.

Text: So what's the verdict, babe?

Text: Are you sure we could make long distance work?

#text #t sam #sam

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colt-lynn​:

PM: Yeah, I get that. So ya hoping to get it all fixed before they find out?

PM: Honestly? Transfer.

PM: Are ya okay? - Colt

PM: Not even a little bit.

@colt-lynn

#text #t colt #colt

[domitxnate]

Nathan Lynn and Silas Lynn, report to my office, immediately.

subsilask​:

Silas rolled his eyes with a smile. “Ha probably, ya know because he seems to know us so damn well. Better than we do. Better than the Head did…after he’s only been here, what? A week? It’s bullshit.” He nuzzled into his Dom’s arms and reminded himself that Nate was safe and Nate was forever, no matter what some piece of paper said. Even if that was hard to justify to the logic that that same piece of paper absolutely could keep them apart. “Maybe…maybe this can be like when people that are married forever try to spice things up and pretend to just meet at a bar and flirt and stuff. Maybe this is our chance to remember why we got together in the first place, yeah? Like a…revitalization of our claim, because I dare anyone to actually know us and think we don’t work.”

“It is bullshit,” he agreed. He gave a little huff as Silas nuzzled against him, wrapping his arm around the submissive as he listened. “That’s a thought. But I think that just proves to jackass McGee that we don’t need/deserve a claim, ya know?” Nate sighed deeply, “What I think...is that we have no future here. we would somewhere else.”

#para #p silas #silas

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colt-lynn​:

PM: It’s definitely messed up. Did ya call home yet?

PM: Oh god nah. I don’t need dad’s lectures that I’m a failure or “i told ya so.”

PM: Are ya okay? - Colt

PM: Not even a little bit.

@colt-lynn

#text #t colt #colt

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sammythedominant​:

Sam nodded, and pressed a gentle kiss to Nate’s cheek. “You guys nap together, I’ll get on with talking to the boys,” he said quietly.

“Alright,” Nate agreed, half sad and half sleepy. “I love you.”

FTF: Sam couldn't believe what he'd seen on the gossip blog. As soon as he'd seen it, he'd dropped his phone and rushed out of his suite. He jogged down the hallway to Nate and Silas's suite, and knocked on the door loudly. "Guys?" he called out, before deciding not to wait for an answer and let himself in. "I saw what happened. What can I do for you guys?"

Nate was in a haze of anger and anxiety and hadn’t made his way out of bed yet. Silas was in bed next to Nate - on orders since he technically no longer lived there - as Nate wasn’t okay with Silas being out of his sight right now. He heard his fiance’s voice, but couldn’t bring himself to get out of bed. He just yelled an “in here,” and heard Sam come to the door of the bedroom. Nate gave a sad laugh as he sat up in bed, leaning against the headboard. “I could use a whiskey right about now,” he said through a joking face, but his eyes were making his pain clear.

#para #p sam #sam