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The truth of it 🤣

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hey shap how you're doing? 🫶 just wanting to check you, miss you on the dash.

hope colin bless you🙏 lol

julia 🤍🥹😳😭 pookie bear how sweet you are sending me this message. you think about me!?!!!! 🥹😳 ah my heart im dhshaishekhsjs (sorry im exaggerating im literally explode)

i miss you too i miss being chronically online. ive been very busy with work lately im afraid im turning into colin zabel right now, i dont hate my job but, i guess the rapacious corporates just wanted to suck my soul out and used me on maximum capacity. but im okay physically hehe thankyou for asking <3

i promise that i still have strong feeling for my lovely dead fictional husband— colin, but its been so dry (and i used to it actually lol there isnt much of media about him i can consume im ill) so i promise that im going to finish my wips. i’ll post em at least one fics per month just in case yknow. so yeah that’s my life update, how about you? hope you doing well with ballet and everything you ‘cook’ (still waiting for your writing <3

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omg i am actually such a fat ugly bitch

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does anybody here experiencing kindle moves by its own? like it has its own mind and it’s so frustrating im freaking out the cs doesnt really help at all i already did every suggestions and it still the same im going to kms what am i supposed to do huh crying because its still january and im too broke to buy a physical book. help.

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just say lol and move on 

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What it’s like when you and the gang are in different fandoms

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Rehabilitation Is Unnecessary [Warren Lipka]

Smut

You and Warren found eachother. Eventually. Now you can't seem to leave eachother alone, or keep your hands to yourselves.

Anon ur so wonderful for requesting a part two to my recent Warren fic. Enjoy<3

Warnings: porn w little plot, fingering, teasing, bathroom sex, almost risky? PiV, praise, poorly written smut.

18+! MINORS DNI. READ MY SFW WORKS

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Warren was handsy.

You were too now you had him in your arms. Deep in your hold. God, you could never let him go. He was always at your place. You were always at his place. Or out together in his car, standing close to one another in a shitty club.

Even in a crowded bar he couldn't help himself.

"...You look so cute like that." He murmured, noticing the way your face suddenly got hotter, your arms clung around the back of his neck, your pretty lips parted and eyes fluttering between open and shut. All Warren was doing was touching your thigh.

Big fat lie. His fingers slid up your thigh, up your skirt, touching and teasing not so subtly. The both of you were in the corner of the bar. Enough people were crowded around the area that no one would notice your boyfriend finger fucking you with one hand, and occasionally sipping a beer with the other. "Jesus! That's some awful shit.." He choked out with a chuckle, cringing slightly at the taste of how bad the beer was.

You could only whimper in response. Two wet fingers, only getting slicker with every pump up into your cunt. Screwing your eyes shut with a silent gasp at one particular thrust up. "Warren.." you warned, digging your nails into his neck.

"Uh huh?" Warren then grinned, realising what you were telling him. Leaning into you slightly, he spoke at a volume only for the two of you. "You're gonna cum aren't you? In public?" He tutted. Fucking tease. You could only whisper a bunch of incoherent babbles into his ear, nodding frantically.

The sudden emptiness in you made you groan, hands falling to hold onto his biceps. "Ren.." you started to beg quietly. "C'mon, c'mon was so close.." Warren still had a shit eating grin on his face, momentarily sucking on his own fingers to clean them from your taste. God, it was addicting. Seeing him take his own pleasure from seeing you get so close, only for it to be snatched away.

"Nah, c'mon...want you to cum when I'm in you." Warren brought you to stand up properly on your feet, resting his hand on the small of your back. Mindlessly, you let him guide you, too drunk on the needy, hazy chase of that high. You craved it so badly. So much so that Warren snuck you into a bathroom stall. God, it was tiny! How he planned to fuck you in it, you had no idea. "Up into my arms, jump baby." He muttered, holding his arms out slightly.

With slight nerves, you jumped into his touch, thighs tight around his waist. His hands on the back of your thighs, your back against one of the side walls. Your arms around his shoulders tight to keep yourself in place. "Good girl," He cooed with a cocky smirk, letting go of one of your thighs to swiftly undo his belt and pull his zip down enough.

"Warren... Warren please.." You begged, but Warren quickly shut you up by pressing his lips to yours. Kissing eachother desperately to muffle the sounds you both made, suddenly feeling full with his cock deep in you. "Fuck." Was a breathy whisper.

He tried to shush you, but fuck he was so much. "You're so...fuckin loud sweetheart, shit-" Kissing you again, Warren only increased the pace of his thrusts, digging himself deep into you. The noises you made were muffled and loud in Warren's head. It didn't particularly help with just how wet you are. It was audibly obvious what you were doing to others in the bathroom.

They pretended not to hear and vacated the bathroom quickly once they were done.

Warren only groaned your name quietly, digging his nails into your thighs. "Takin it so well...god..good- good girl." He babbled into your ear, as you bit down onto his shoulder through his shirt. "Ow! Fuck- babe-"

"'m sorry...'m sorry Warren-" you muttered back between held back groans and moans, holding tightly onto him still. "Please...please lemme cum. Please.."

Your words of begging and neediness spurred Warren on to fuck into you even faster if that was possible. Your clothes felt like they were caked in sweat as more loud moans threated to escape your lips. "Shit- fuck yes okay, cum babe c'mon.." Warren urged through quiet groans, feeling his own release pending. The noises of Warren's thrusts, his attempts to stay quiet and your own attempts to stay quiet were failing pitifully. The nagging in the back of your head told you that you were sure to get kicked out.

You came quick, biting down onto Warren's shoulder again to stop the louder moan that wanted to leave you. Tightening around his cock only made Warren reach his own orgasm. Quick bunny thrusts to ride out the pleasure that overwhelmed him. He almost whimpered your name which only made you feel another roll of pleasure.

As the both of you came down from the much needed high, a bang on the bathroom stall door knocked the lust out of you. "Get out! Now!" Fuck. The bouncer. Warren groaned audibly and pulled out of you. Letting you leave his arms, but kept a hold of you since your legs were clearly shaky. The bouncer kept banging on the door as Warren quickly redressed himself.

"Okay! Okay! We're coming, jesus." He unlocked the stall door, and the two of you walked out slowly. Your head hung slightly in embarrassment, Warren's held high. Cocky bastard. Your boyfriend took your hand and pulled you along as the two of you were promptly thrown out of the bar. The cold air was pinching and freezing when it hit your legs. "...well I'm happy. Movie?" Warren asked with a grin.

You just looked up at Warren, pulling your jacket over your body to keep the cold out as much as possible. "Can we get in the car first before anything like that?" He nodded and led you to his car, helping you into the passenger seat. Once the car was on, you sat together in silence for a moment. "...Eurotrip?" You suggested as a movie.

"damn. You're perfect y'know that?"

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every so often i will come across a macklemore lyric that just… catches me so fucking off guard

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ughh I love him

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Was scrolling through AO3 and found this gem

Enemy to parent is a trope we have to popularise lmao

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i would kiss every single person who still have colin zabel in their minds. share it with me.

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SO I WON'T SAY IT AT ALL

─── COLIN ZABEL x f! reader / fluff - angst - part 2 of this first fic.

read the part one.

Colin looked at you sitting in front of you at a table for two, a somewhat luxurious restaurant that Colin surely spent his savings to bring you here. The air around you felt tense, his hands fidgeting with each other as he thought of what to say. It was the first time in months that you and he had been on a date again.

You and he agreed to meet up to sort things out...and see what you could do or just end it there.

"You look pretty...it's not like it's the first time. You...you always look beautiful." He said smiling overwhelmed, while you just looked at him, your hands heading towards your still untouched plate of food.

"You look good too," you said, your voice coming out lower than you intended. He nodded, swallowing hard, his Adam's apple bobbing.

But the minutes of silence reigned until he couldn't take it anymore.

"Listen to the main reason I told you to come here... is because, well, like I said, I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. About the mistakes I made by simply sinking into that stupid case." He reached his hand to his short hair trying to comb it, but he ended up messing it up.

You just looked at him with eyes full of confusion and some empathy. Empathy because you knew how much he was stressed but also some frustration because it took a toll on the relationship.

"But it's not the fault of the 'stupid case', you decided to do it yourself" you said and he just looked at you. He blinked for a moment and looked away then looked at you again.

"I just want to know that if you ever think about trying again, I'm willing to put everything aside and propose to you." He clarified, his face not changing, not even forming a smile, just pure genuineness that you didn't know if you should trust.

Was it feasible to trust him after what happened? But then again, he only made the mistake once, but it still made you doubt.

And proposing to you was a strong word, really doubting if you were the person he wanted to be with.

"How are you sure that I can be that person for you?" you asked without looking him in the eyes.

"I just know. When I look at you the world stops, y/n." He mumbled. "I said it at the bar and I'll say it again: you are my thoughts day and night, my dreams...and my future. I don't plan on living it without you."

You looked back at him, eyes connecting. Hesitating, he reached out his fingers to your hand resting on the table, delicately taking them as if you were a crystal.

"I love you." He told you firmly, your eyebrows relaxed upon hearing those three words and for a moment...you simply thought: fuck it.

Your fingers took his back, causing your hands to intertwine, and you swore you heard his breath catch before it reached his nose.

"i love you too, Colin." You nodded, you didn't think that just saying that would make your eyes water, but they did. He immediately got up from the table when he saw your expression and walked over to you, crouching down next to you where you were sitting and hugging you by the shoulders, kissing your cheek and then your forehead.

"I promise on my life...that I will never, ever hurt you again," he whispered in your ear as you prayed that his words were true.

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"I would kill for you. I would die for you" would you take a break for me? Would you sit down and rest? For a day, a week, a year? Would you let others take care of your needs for me? Would you let yourself be held for me? By me?

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Dear everyone who is currently working on a Thing, whatever that Thing may be,

Good luck with the Thing. You can do the Thing. You will do the Thing. You just have to do the Thing.

Best wishes,

Someone who is also doing a Thing

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“are you ok?” lol fuck no

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I JUST CAN'T LOOK, IT'S KILLING ME.

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