#sam fender

[theprofoundcosmos]

"sometimes, i thought my father was a God. i loved him that much."

— Leila Chattis, "Muslim Girlhood"

ocean vuong, "someday i'll love" / sam fender, "seventeen going under" / the front bottoms, "father" / satanay, tumblr / clementine von radics / agustín gómez-arcos, "the carnivorous lamb" / ?

#☆ my web weaves #web weaves #web weaving #webweave #webweaves #web weave #webweaving #poetry #clementine von radics #ocean vuong #the front bottoms #sam fender #on fathers #on dads #daddy issues #for my girlies (nongendered) with fatherly problems!

[lesbianjudasiscariot]

He Made Me In His Image

The Woman Destroyed - Simone de Beauvoir / Seventeen Going Under - Sam Fender / The Cruel Prince - Holly Black / Swan - Nicole Dollanganger / Elektra - Sophokles tr. Anne Carson / Sun Bleached Flies - Ethel Cain

#mine #oh shit #intergenerational trauma #something to learn: letting go doesn't have to mean forgiving #text #web weaving #the woman destroyed #simone de beauvoir #seventeen going under #sam fender #the cruel prince #holly black #swan #nicole dollanganger #elektra #sophokles #anne carson #sun bleached flies #ethel cain #music #poem #poetry #literature #♡

[formula-red]

I tried to be good, am I no good? Am I no good? Am I no good?

untitled, Geloy Concepcion // Seventeen Going Under, Sam Fender // untitled, traumatizeddfox // Two People, Sam Fender // The War of Vaslav Nijinsky, Frank Bidart // Hard Times, Ethel Cain // Child Wearing a Red Scarf, Eduoard Vuillard // Complex, Katie Gregson Macleod // Funeral by Phoebe Bridgers, malaak // Too Much Wine, The Handsome Family // untitled, milklump // untitled, dying-weeds // Strangers, Ethel Cain

#sorry to all my f1 people #i'm really going through something rn and had to do something to get it out #been a very tough few days a lot of things being brought back up that i really cant deal with #everything in me feels sick #delete l8r #cw family issues #cw trauma #cw abuse #ethel cain #tw abuse #sam fender #traumacore #trauma #childhood trauma #family issues #dad issues #narcissist parents #web weaving #web weave

[sophsicle]

ALL THE DEAD BOYS IN OUR HOME TOWN

ALL THE DEAD BOYS IN OUR HOME TOWN

ALL THE DEAD BOYS IN OUR HOME TOWN

ALL THE DEAD BOYS IN OUR HOME TOWN

ALL THE DEAD BOYS IN OUR HOME TOWN

ALL THE DEAD BOYS IN OUR HOME TOWN

ALL THE DEAD BOYS IN OUR HOME TOWN

ALL THE DEAD BOYS IN OUR HOME TOWN

ALL THE DEAD BOYS IN OUR HOME TOWN

#sam fender #dead boys #chosen core #I am screaming this at the top of my lungs at 10 pm on a tuesday

[anxsity]

on a father the front bottoms, "father" // alice munro, "face" // chen chen, "when i grow up i want to be a list of further possibilities" // thomas müller, "i think about your death all the time" // sam fender, "seventeen going under" // the lumineers, "leader of the landslide" // ocean vuong, "someday i'll love" // ajj, "daddy" // cecilia corrigan, "let your father die energy drink"

#not tagging them all <3 #webweaving #shoutout to the daddy issues havers! you thought i was just gonna ignore fathers day lmao? as if #the front bottoms #sam fender #the lumineers #ocean vuong #ajj #alice munro

[blusandbirds]

"i can draw a circle/you lived your life inside"

we'll live and die in these towns (the enemy) // homesick (noah kahan) // maps (fun home) // home-free (maggie smith) // sleep on the floor (the lumineers) // fast car (tracy chapman) // leave fast (sam fender)

#web weaving #home #noah kahan #fun home #the lumineers #tracy chapman #sam fender

[basicallyyjustdogs]

series 2: brother

high and dry, radiohead // my photo // behind this door is a siberian tiger, sun yung shin // the promise, marie howe // dioscuri, dante émile (@orpheuslament) // ‘cain and abel’, orazio riminaldi // father time (ft. sampha), kendrick lamar // my photo // seventeen going under, sam fender // father, the front bottoms // untitled, traumatizeddfox // my brother at 3 a.m., natalie diaz // some boys aren’t born they bubble, kaveh akbar // spit of you, sam fender // boot theory, richard siken // portrait of the alcoholic with moths and river, kaveh akbar // you can be mean, indigo de souza // get you down, sam fender // black dog, arlo parks // my photo // hand-me-downs, rachel sabini // ‘the last day of pompeii’, karl bryullov // ‘fallen angel’, alexandre cabanel // used to be friends, searows // the giver, sarah kinsley // a brother named gethsemane, natalie diaz

#series 2: brother #web weaving #*slaps top of tumblr dashboard* this baby can fit so much self-therapising in it! #radiohead #marie howe #dante emile #kendrick lamar #sam fender #natalie diaz #kaveh akbar #richard siken #indigo de souza #arlo parks #searows

[chelseaxo125]

#sam fender

[cosmiclove-heavenstruck]

#polls #music #noah kahan #stick season #stick season (we’ll all be here forever) #maisie peters #boygenius #ed sheeran #olivia rodrigo #holly humberstone #dermot kennedy #sam fender

[wefashionablyfutile]

🍄 A cute fella and his slouched fits , I wanna carry him around in my pocket please someone take him charity shoppin 😄♥️🌟🧸

#sam fender #pinterest #menswear

[imwriting0verhere]

Absolute Bliss

As you’re making your way up the few steps to your front door, you can’t wait to finally be home with your fiancé. Sam was back from promo interviews and a photoshoot down in London the last few days, but you had spent all afternoon and evening celebrating one of your best friends’ birthday. You two only had a quick ten minutes together before it was time for you to leave. And as you unlock the door and quietly step inside your home, you cannot wait to spend the rest of the weekend in your own little bubble, at home with the love of your life.

Quickly putting your keys into the decorative bowl and taking of your heels, you begin to make your way towards the living room. Expecting Sam to have spend his evening there. To your surprise, all the lights are turned off except for the one in the hallway where you’re currently still standing. The man of the house nowhere to be found.

You check the time on your phone and note that it’s only just gone past 10pm. For both of you, that’s a fairly early bedtime, especially during the weekend. Strange, you think to yourself, as you turn towards the stairwell and make your way upstairs.

As soon as you step into the bedroom, a smile forms on your face and you’re itching to close the distance between you and Sam.

He’s sprawled out on his side of the mattress. Only clad in his black boxer briefs, the thin blanket covering his torso. One hand next to his head as the other one rests on his chest, ever so gently rising with his relaxed breathing. You can even hear him softly snore.

Both of your bedside lamps, as well as the floor lamp by the window are turned on and plunge the entire room in a soft yellowy-golden light. This is the definition of bliss, you think. And you almost don’t want to disrupt it, but being away from Sam for almost a week helps you make up your mind. You take the few steps towards the bed and carefully sit down next to his peacefully sleeping form. Reaching your left hand up into his soft hair, you brush some of the strands away and admire his handsome face. Starting to cares his face and slowly down his neck, your touch has the desired effect and Sam begins to stir and wake up. As your hands come to a stop on his naked chest, he carefully opens his eyes and lets out a sleepy groan

“Hhmmm…Y/N/N” a smile instantly forms on his face and as he wakes up more he moves the hand next to his head and engulfs your fingers in his.

“Fuck, what time is it? I was gan wait up for you”

“God you’re so fucking cute” you mumble to yourself as you can’t hide the grin and blush his statement sparks in you

“It’s quarter past ten or something, not very late yet. I’m honestly surprised you’re in bed already” you tease him.

He looks at you, slightly offended but you know he’s only levelling up to your teasing.

“Aye, a’ve been on the train all day, after a week of promo. Give us a break reet” he challenges you with a spark in his eyes, but you can see the lack of sleep and exhaustion clear on his face. And honestly, you’re just as ready to get into bed and have a restful night’s sleep.

“Alright” you say as you squeeze his hand and stand up “I’ll quickly get ready so we can sleep”.

Before you’re out of reach Sam playfully slaps your bum and sends you off into the direction of the adjacent bathroom. You quickly brush your teeth and clean your face after taking off your makeup, and not even 10 minutes later you emerge in only your knickers and bra, discarding the latter as you make your way to bed. Sam looks slightly more awake now and he eagerly opens his arms for you as you finally re-take your rightful place next to him. As soon as your head hits the pillow, Sam pulls the blanket up around you and turns your body into his side. Your head in the crook of his neck and half resting on his chest, one leg thrown over his. You lazily run your fingers over the soft patch of hair and start playing with his necklace that is perched atop. And you feel Sam start stroking his fingers through your silky hair absentmindedly, his other hand drawing patterns on your arm, your back. Every part of your soft skin that’s in reach for him. And you just lie there for a few minutes. No words being spoken. You’re just enjoying and refamiliarizing yourselves with the other.

Being away from each other because of Sam’s job is always hard, and over the last four years you’ve learned how to manage those times. But after spending almost an entire year with Sam at home because he had taken a break and just used that time to write and record, and him asking you to marry him just a few months ago, this week apart was harder than it ever felt before.

“Hope you had a good time tonight” he nuzzles softly into your hair

“It was lovely! The food was so good, Rachael made the birthday cake of course. She’s such a genius” you both chuckle at that, thinking back to all the tasty cakes, cupcakes and desserts she had conjured up over the years. “And Evie loooved the present we got for her. She actually couldn’t believe we’d all chip in for a trip to Venice this summer”

Sam plants a loving kiss onto your skin before he responds

“She’s really got the best friends aye” to which you lift your head up so you can look at him

“Guess she does aye” your voice gets softer as you mimic him and for a moment you just look at each other.

Sometimes you can’t believe you actually get to grow old and spend your life with Sam. You both grew up in Shields, being around the same friendship groups you have basically known each other all your lives. But once Sam started music and his career took off you’d never expected him to be interested and wanting to spend his life with someone from his small hometown.

But Sam always thinks he’s the lucky one. Never in a million years did he think he’d get to make music and have the most amazing and beautiful girl he’s ever known fall in love with him, and wanting to be with him despite his crazy work.

He gently cups your face in his hand and pulls you towards him. Leaving a soft peck at the corner of your mouth, he finally closes the distance all the way and presses his soft lips firmly onto yours. You sink into the kiss and move your hand from his chest around to the back of his neck and into his hair, pulling him impossibly closer. A soft groan leaves your lips and Sam uses the moment to dip his tongue into your mouth, softly nip at your lip before breaking the kiss completely. Still dazed you just whine at the loss of contact and open your eyes to look at him

“I love you so much” he looks back at you so sincerely and full of love. You can feel that familiar flutter in your belly that he always seems to elicit.

“I love you so much Sammy” you connect your lips with his again, needing him to feel how much you adore him. As you pull apart after a while, you tuck your head back into the crook of his neck and nuzzle as close into him as possible. Turning off the light and casting the two of you into darkness, Sam thinks back to the events of his day and how lucky he is that he gets to come home to you. Absolute bliss. For the rest of his life.                             

#sam fender fanfic #sam fender imagines #sam fender #sam fender fanfiction #sam fender x reader #sam fender fluff

[jamietarttsnorthernattitude]

Let’s fucking go!

#noah kahan #sam fender #homesick #it’s a whole new fucking song #i am ecstatic #I’m mean because I grew up in New England #Spotify

[marmaladeandjam]

Mimi calling Sam fender clean looking is rlly bullying & disgusting

#sam fender #grizzly bear

[totallyarabella]

People who hate on other‘s favourite bands/artists into their faces are so mean, like why is your negative opinion on a certain type of music SOOO important that you have to ruin the genuine happiness and excitement of the other person????? Ew????

#music #indie rock #indie pop #inhaler #arctic monkeys #bands #fangirl #declan mckenna #sam fender #love #eli hewson #elijah hewson #robert keating #bobby skeetz #ryan mcmahon #josh jenkinson #am #alex turner

[xcherrypie]

Shes Electric

Summary: You and Sam get invited to a wedding and all that’s on his mind you.

Words : 0.8k

You take a sip of your wine and smile to yourself when you look over to the bar and see Sam with his arms draped around your two brothers. If there is one thing you love about Sam it’s how much he enjoys spending time with not only you, but the people you love too, so when you got invited to your cousins wedding, of course you couldn’t wait for the occasion.

“Oh, your a good egg” your mum chuckled as Sam walks over, placing a new bottle of bubbly down in-front of her. “I know y/m/n, isn’t y/n lucky ay” Sam replied jokingly, winking at you, laughing as he sat down in the empty chair beside you. You rolled your eyes at his cheeky tone and kissed him on the cheek, thankful for his return.

The lights go dim as the DJ on dance floor announces the newly weds first dance. Sam’s hand finds it’s way to the small of your back, making circles as you both watch your cousin and her husband slow dance and half of the room is in tears of how beautiful it was, including your mum of course. As the lights lifted your mum dried her eyes and looked over to both of you “God, imagine what I’ll be like when it’s your two’s turn.” You and Sam both chuckled.

After a couple more songs and safe to say a few more pints, you and Sam have a bit more Dutch courage in you. Your aunt pulls you from your chair when she hears “Murder on the Dancefloor” start blasting from the speakers, knowing that it would never fail to get you up dancing. Sam heads himself up to the bar, watching in awe, admiring you and how good you looked in your dress, the forest green fabric hugging your figure perfectly, however you could be wearing a bin bag and Sam would still be drooling over you.

“A penny for your thoughts?” Your cousin approached Sam, opening her arms for a hug. Sam returns the hug, deciding not to tell your cousin that what’s really on his mind is getting you back to that hotel room to show you really how beautiful he thinks you are. “It looks amazing in here” he replied. “You guys have done such a grand job” your cousin smiled, “thank you angel, all the late nights and stress was definitely worth it!” Before Sam could respond another guest grabbed your cousin into a hug, congratulating her on her big day.

Sam wandered over to the dancefloor with both of your drinks, handing you yours as he takes a sip from his. “Have I told you how good you look?” He questioned with a cheeky grin, arms snaking around your waist. “Yes Samuel, plenty of times” you chuckled, half blushing half rolling your eyes. Before he could reply, you hear “She’s Electric” by Oasis begin to play, loads more of your friends and family join you all on the dancefloor, arms round each other, drunkenly singing along. You look up and Sam and smile to yourself, seeing him join in and fit in with your family so well, part of you wished you could stay in that moment forever.

As the night draws to a close everyone starts bidding their farewells, heading home or back to their hotel for the night. Yourself and Sam say goodbye to everyone and make your way back to your room, his hand not leaving your waist the entire time. You must admit it took a lot for you to not stop every five seconds to crash your lips in to Sam’s, with him looking so good under the moonlight. His white shirt sitting so nicely, highlighting every movement his arms made so well, and the top three buttons being undone alongside his tie draped around his neck lazily, you couldn’t resist him.

But you didn’t have to wait long, the second your hotel room door slammed shut Sam cupped your face in his hands, crashing his lips into yours. You smiled against the kiss, your thumbs stroking his jaw, pulling him in for more. You’d secretly been waiting for this moment all night too. Sam pulled away from the kiss, looking you up and down. “Go get ready for bed babe” he smiled, as much as he wanted to take the kiss further he also knew you’d kill him in the morning if he’d let you go to bed with your makeup on. “But Sam-“ you protested, but before you could finish he spun you around, squeezing you tightly from behind, his lips hovering down the drape of your neck. “Go get ready for bed and I’ll meet you there” he whispered to your ear, sending sweet chills down your body. “Promise?” You replied innocently. “I promise.” He said whilst kissing gently down your neck. He loosens his grip around you and you wander off the bathroom, your mind trailing off to wear the night will take you.

Notes: Hey everyone, this is my first piece of writing so apologies if it’s a little shabby, any advice or tips would be greatly appreciated <3

#sam fender imagines #fanfic #fluff #boyfriend imagine #imagines #indie music #sam fender #Spotify

[spectrestardust]

The Dying Light, Sam Fender

#rogue one #rogueoneedit #andor #andoredit #star wars #starwarsedit #cassian andor #maarva andor #clem andor #brasso #ruescott melshi #bix caleen #kino loy #karis nemik #taramyn barcona #gorn #the dying light #sam fender #swedit #there will probably be a part 2 to this #because this is cassian's song