Sam: Hello, all! The fabulous Sam Nishimura here, with my ever faithful companion, the has-the-cutest-butt-in-the-known-universe, most brilliant archeologist Lara Croft here!
Lara: Sam...don't submit that.
Sam: But Laraaaa, your butt deserves media attention!
Lara:...If anyone has any inquiries, send them this way.
Wrong dorm room seeeeequeeeeel
Dear Hot mystery girl,
Thanks for lending me the bed last night ;) Believe it or not you probably saved my skin back there. Idk, I might be back tonight depending on whether or not I get any weird texts from him. Or not, haha. I guess just lock the door and I’ll find another gorgeous stranger to crash with.
Ps: I used some of your shampoo and your eggs this morning. Hope you don’t mind!
Lara/Sam early uni days. Nipple piercing. ^___^
It’s a funny thing, Lara having a smart phone. She really didn’t know most of the functions and she rarely did anything beyond texting and email, but it’s so odd seeing someone who had so much fondness for the past actually have a thing like that.
I press the center button and flop down on my stomach, curling myself into our covers. Our? Is that a weird thing to say? There are two beds here, and I guess one of them is mine and one of them is hers, but lately I’ve been finding myself wandering in instinctively and spending my nights pressed up against her. It felt…nice.
Wrong dorm room or mailman delivers sex toys Lara/Sam
Did the first one.
Lara comes home from a long day and finds a stranger sleeping in her bed.
There’s a half-naked girl in my bed.
No wait, that’s probably not how I should start. There’s a half-naked girl passed out in my bed, and I’ve just gotten home from a long day at the central London Library studying up on the construction of ancient Greek aqueducts.
Let me clarify further. I do not know this girl. I don’t have a dormmate and I certainly wasn’t expecting company. But here she is, curled up in my purple cotton sheets and drooling on my pillow; her clothing is strewn out all over the floor, socks and high-heels and pink shorts and a space shirt that had the words ‘BANG BANG’ written in a sloppy white lettering.
so i like your crossovers alot. maybe lara croft on comedy central's drunk history?
I have always wanted to do this so thanks for giving me an excuse
Hey, this will probably be an ask you answer OOC...but I just want to thank you for being so dedicated to the fandom. Seriously. This blog makes my day after I've had shitty, tiring days. So thank you. Keep up the great work.
(( This ask made me so happy, seriously. It’s really nice to hear that I’m making people happy and I’m helping make a very important pairing to me more popular. Thanks for your kind words, they really really mean a lot <3 ))
Lara/ Sam dance?
Lara and Sam dance alone in their apartment after Yamatai.
The music is blaring. Like, blaring, so loud you can feel it in your blood and your chest and thumping behind your eyes. I sway my hips and sway my arms to the side, savoring the deep thrumming of the bass under my bare feet. The lights are dim; I throw off my sweater and tiptoe over to Lara, who’s swaying in the living room with her eyes closed. The beat drops and her neck bobs elegantly with it, hands stretching like a ballerina up to the ceiling as the music kicks back in.
Sam/Lara: "Didn’t you see what I did?!"
Lara and Reyes lock fists on the island.
"Lara, your side is bleeding."
I look at Reyes who had not spoken to me since I’d descended the mountain with news of Alex, who had not acknowledged my comparatively shoddy appearance and disposition since my return, before looking down at myself.
"Yes," I mutter absently, tightening the grip on the pistol at my side.
"Sit down, let me take a look at it."
"Don’t bullshit me, girl."