#Colby Elementary

[topoet]

Back To School

pull up a chair I have no good memories of school, no sense of nostalgia or even of learning. It was something I had to do period. I was inattentive, fearful & had no memory – I couldn’t memorize dates, equations, spellings – the stuff that got good marks. I tried sports but wasn’t coordinated enough, fast enough or interested in getting trophies. I didn’t excel at anything. I was never a…

[shiftingwithmars]

okay but why is Ferrar so creepy though

[vanteguccir]

── ୨୧ !　THE FARRAR ELEMENTARY SCHOOL IS ALIVE

matt sturniolo x reader

SUMMARY: When Sam and Colby bring the Sturniolo Triplets and Y/N, a medium and Matt's girlfriend, to investigate the Farrar Elementary School, they expect only to discover more about its history, but, instead, meet something far darker.

WARNING: Demon apparition, ghost talk, paranormal experiences.

REQUESTED?: No.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism, copy, or "inspiration"! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

A/N²: This can be read as a part 2 of my work 'Medium Girl' with Matt Sturniolo.

A/N³: Happy Halloween, guys! 🩷

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The lightheartedness grew inside the vast gym when Sam, Colby, Matt, Nick, Chris, and Y/N stepped inside of it. The eerie silence of the halls felt distant now, replaced by the echoing laughter and jokes bouncing off the gym's high walls. It was open, empty, and slightly less oppressive than the narrow corridors they'd been walking through. Their cameras' flashlights created stark beams that cut through the heavy dark, bouncing playfully as they pointed at the distant walls and items scattered across the yellowish floor.

"That is terrifying." Chris joked, pointing to a shadowy open doorway at the far end of the gym. His tone was playful, but the door itself seemed to swallow the light, almost absorbing it into an impenetrable black void.

Colby quickly looked over at Chris with a knowing expression, pointing the camera lans at him.

"That is the Boiler Room." He said in a tone both informative and slightly excited.

"That's not an inviting room at all whatsoever." Chris muttered, laughing, his voice betraying more nervous excitement than genuine fear.

As the group chuckled and commented about it, inching forward, Y/N’s laughter faded as her gaze locked onto the entrance. She felt a wave of something cold and clammy wrap around her, more powerful than the draft in the building.

Being a medium, she was no stranger to spiritual energy, but this... this felt different.

Her chest tightened as chills skittered up her spine, her heart hammering faster the longer she stared into the doorway. The energy was thick, almost tangible, pressing down on her like a weight. It was dark, heavy, and so deeply embedded in the space that she could almost taste it on the air; a mix of anger, pain, and a bitterness that sent icy needles racing through her veins.

Matt, standing near her since the moment they entered the school, quickly noticed her shift in demeanor, his brows knitted in concern.

"Hey, you okay?"

She swallowed hard, tearing her gaze from the doorway to look at him, finding comfort in the middle of ocean blue eyes.

"Yeah... Yeah, there’s just... something wrong in there." She murmured, her voice tight. "It doesn’t feel right."

Colby, overhearing, chuckled nervously.

"Yeah, it’s messed up in there." He admitted, shrugging. "We've been in there once before, but if any of you guys want to go, take the camera and look around."

The words hung heavily in the air, a silent challenge.

Nick and Chris immediately pointed at Matt. They both stepped back, dramatically widening their arms to clear a path to the door, their mischievous smirks only amplifying the tension.

"I mean, we all know who the bravest ones here are." Sam teased from behind them, laughing after receiving an "obviously" look from Nick.

Matt flashed a wide, determined grin, meeting Y/N’s eyes with a spark of excitement. After The Driskell Hotel, he discovered that he loved the thrill of these investigations, and with Y/N there, he almost felt invincible. Y/N’s stomach twisted with a mix of fear and anticipation, but she forced herself to shrug, flashing a nonchalant smile in return.

"Guess we’re doing this." She said, her voice more confident than she felt.

Matt took the camera from Colby, giving a quick smirk to the others.

"I feel like there can’t be anything." He joked, his voice steady, earning whoops and cheers from the guys. Together, he and Y/N led the way, with Chris and Nick following close behind.

As they stepped through the doorway into the Boiler Room, the energy shifted drastically. The air was thick, almost suffocating, clinging to their skin like invisible cobwebs. The once-bright beams of the camera’s flashlight seemed to dim as if the darkness here was absorbing the light itself, drinking it up and leaving nothing but a faint glow around them.

Every step Y/N took felt like wading through tar. Her limbs grew heavy, and with each inhale, it was as though she was breathing in the sorrow, anger, and fear that had seeped into the very concrete walls of the room. Her skin prickled, her head was starting to hurt, and a low hum of energy reverberated through her bones, vibrating up her spine and making her feel unsteady on her feet. Matt was ahead, filming with an almost oblivious bravery, but her steps slowed as they entered deeper into the room.

Pain. A pulse of it shot through her, raw and piercing, making her gasp and clench her hands by her sides as if she could wring it out of her body, her heartbeat echoing on her ears. She tried to keep her expression steady, not wanting to alarm the others, but Matt glanced over his shoulder at her, noticing her pale face and furrowed brow.

She shook her head at his questioning eyes, letting him keep walking ahead of her, allowing him, Chris, and Nick to venture toward the back of the room, where another open doorway beckoned, leading into an even darker, more enclosed space.

"Oh my God, it's bigger than I thought-" Matt started excitedly, being interrupted by a scared Nick.

"Matt! Don't say 'Oh my God' like that!"

Y/N stayed close to the entrance, her gaze fixed on the doorway ahead, the corner of her lips lifting slightly with the brother’s bickering. Something felt profoundly wrong in there, and every instinct in her body screamed for her to turn back, to leave the darkness to its own devices.

She took a step forward right after Chris, but the energy hit her like a physical blow. She stumbled, her legs unsteady as she caught herself against the doorframe. Noticing her falter, Chris immediately turned, his concern flaring.

"Whoa, whoa, hey, you okay?" He asked, reaching to steady her, his hand grasping her arm. But Y/N didn’t hear him, nor did she feel his touch. She was already slipping away, pulled into a vision so intense it drowned out reality.

She was now surrounded by towering flames that crackled with a furious intensity. They licked up the walls around her, swallowing everything in a bright, blistering heat. Through the blaze, a young woman appeared, engulfed in flames, her face twisted in agonizing terror. The woman’s scream sliced through the air; a raw, primal sound unlike anything Y/N had ever heard before. Instinctively, her hands flew up to her ears, desperately trying to block out the agonizing cry. It was a cry of pure pain and desperation, the kind that lingered, sinking into the skin and soul.

Then, she saw him. A tall, imposing figure emerged from the shadows behind the woman, his face obscured by the darkness but his presence unmistakably menacing. He loomed over her, radiating a sick, cold satisfaction as the woman screamed, flames rising higher around them. Y/N could feel it, all the malice rolling off the man, thick and suffocating, causing her to gulp, her eyes widening in terror when the man's eyes flickered from the woman to hers.

He couldn't see her, could he?

As the flickering of a lightning, three distinct figures appeared behind the man before vanishing completely, and just as suddenly as it began, the vision ended, leaving Y/N cold, breathless, and disoriented, the horrifying images imprinted in her mind.

Her surroundings snapped back into focus, the dimly lit Boiler Room reappearing around her in hazy fragments. She gasped, struggling to ground herself, her eyes searching around the room frantically, but as her vision cleared, her stomach twisted with a sickening dread. There, in the center of the second room, right in between the other two doorways, crouched a figure that defied anything she’d ever encountered, even in her darkest visions.

This wasn’t a spirit; she could feel the difference. The creature hunched low, its bony hands splayed across the grimy floor, its body twisted and contorted, as if barely contained within the physical plane. Shadows clung to its grotesque form, an aura of darkness so thick it devoured any light that dared come near. Its mottled skin was stretched and scarred, warped with unnatural shapes, as though stitched together from nightmares.

And then, she saw its eyes; deep, glowing red, like embers of molten rage, burning into her with a cruel, penetrating awareness. Those eyes locked onto her, narrowing with a sinister recognition. It knew she could see it, sense it, and understand the threat it posed. The fury in its gaze was suffocating, an anger so intense it filled the room, pressing down on her, trapping her in place.

Before she could gather herself, a voice oozed into her mind, cold and sharp as a dagger, each word dripping with malice. "Don’t tell anyone."

The command reverberated through her skull, a dark echo that chilled her to her core. She felt her heart hammering, her pulse quickening as a frigid terror clawed its way up her spine. The demon remained crouched, but its body tensed, coiled like a predator about to strike.

A whimper scaped from Y/N's throat when it began to inch forward, its gaze never wavering, as if relishing the fear it instilled with each calculated, crawling step.

"Y/N?" Matt’s voice was distant, but it cut through the fog of terror consuming her. She couldn’t respond, frozen in place as the demon drew nearer, dragging itself across the dirty ground, echoing with a disgusting sound of skin pressing against pebbles, her mind trapped in the paralyzing scene.

"What's happening? Why is she looking like that?" Chris's voice sounded muffled, dripping with anxiety, worry, and fear, his hand still holding her arms.

"Baby?" This time, Matt’s voice was sharper, laced with urgency. She felt a shift as he tossed the camera to Nick, then rushed to her side. His presence was solid, grounding, and he wrapped a protective arm around her waist, pulling her close as he tried to get her attention while shielding her from whatever it was that she was seeing. "Hey, babe, are you okay? What’s wrong?"

She could barely hear him, his words muffled, distant. Her legs wobbled, feeling like they might give out at any second, and Matt held her tighter, his warmth battling the unnatural chill that had invaded her body, her skin feeling as cold as the winter.

"Y/N, hey, look at me. Can you hear me?" His tone was steady, doing a great job at hiding the extreme fear that he felt, his hands cradling her face as he searched her eyes for any sign of recognition.

But she couldn’t answer, couldn’t focus. The demon’s furious glare was seared into her vision, its whispered threat echoing in her mind as a thick, oppressive darkness continued to drag her deeper into its depths.

Matt drew a sharp breath, his grip tightening around Y/N as he glanced over his shoulder at his brothers.

"We need to get out of here. Now." His tone was rough, leaving no room for argument.

The severity in his voice snapped them out of their stunned state, and they exchanged a quick look before following the couple to the exit door of the Boiler Room. Their footsteps echoed, tense and hurried, with Nick and Chris casting anxious glances behind them as if hoping to catch a glimpse of whatever had gripped Y/N so tightly, Chris's hand searching desperately for Nick's arm, trying to find comfort.

As they stepped outside the oppressive confines of the room, an almost immediate sense of relief washed over them. The chill that had settled into Y/N’s bones began to ease, and her tense posture softened as if an invisible weight had finally been lifted. She inhaled deeply, her body leaning heavily into Matt’s, letting his steady presence anchor her back to reality. Her scared eyes moved frantically, searching over her shoulders as if waiting for it to follow them, but she only met darkness.

"Shh, you're okay now. I'm right here with you." Matt kept whispered sweet nothings against Y/N's head, gently forcing her to look away from the room, pressing her face against his own shoulder, her hair tickling his chin in a comforting way.

Sam and Colby, who had been standing by, initially cheered at their bravery but quickly went quiet when they noticed the disturbed expressions on everyone’s faces.

Sam stepped forward, worry etched across his features.

"Hey, you guys okay?" He asked, his tone low and concerned.

Matt opened his mouth, his protective instincts kicking in while his arms seemed to wrap around Y/N's body tighter.

"We should give her a second. She just needs a bit to calm down-"

"No." Y/N interrupted, her voice weak but firm. She shook her head, a determined glint in her eyes as she steadied herself, her cold hands finding his biceps, squeezing his hoodie-covered skin in reassurance. "They have to know."

Colby nodded, quickly understanding the weight of what she was about to say. He took the camera from Nick, aiming it at her as he stepped closer, Sam following behind.

Chris and Nick quickly gathered around the couple, assuming protective instances, waiting, their faces a mixture of curiosity and seriousness as Y/N prepared to explain, eyes frantically looking behind their backs every second, the feeling of being watched seeming to grow more intense.

"I... I saw something." She began, her voice a touch unsteady but gathering strength as she continued. "When I looked at that room, there was this... this intense heat, and suddenly, it was like I was somewhere else entirely. I saw flames, a massive fire that seemed to consume everything around it. And in the middle of it all was a young woman, burning alive."

Her voice cracked slightly, and she closed her eyes, trying to shake the haunting image that had imprinted itself in her mind. A warm spread around her left shoulder, and she quickly recognized Nick's comforting touch.

"She was screaming, and it wasn’t like any scream I’ve ever heard before." Y/N continued, her face pale as she relived the vision. "It was pure agony... and then, there was a man behind her, just standing there, watching her burn. He was tall, menacing, and I knew, somehow, that he was the one who did this to her. He for sure worked here back in the day, I just knew it, and he killed her, and he was enjoying it." She paused, her voice barely a whisper. "And then, right before the vision ended, I saw three male figures behind him. I thought it was over, but when I looked up, there was something else in the room with us."

"The janitor, the principal, and the librarian." Sam muttered, furrowing his eyebrows, his eyes meeting Colby's dark ones, which held the same realization look.

The rest of the group was silent, hanging onto every word as Y/N’s gaze darkened, her eyes focused on some invisible point in the distance, Matt's firm hands around her hips keeping her grounded.

"It was a very dark creature, obviously a demon." She whispered. "Big, twisted, and so... so angry. Its skin was... I can’t even describe it. It was unnatural, almost as if it was pulled together from different things, and its eyes... they were red, glowing, and it was looking right at me." Her voice wavered as she continued, a tremor of fear slipping through. "It knew I could see it, and it was furious. And then... I heard a voice. In my head. It told me that I couldn't tell you about it."

A shiver ran through the group, everyone exchanging wary glances, trying to process the weight of what she was saying. Y/N took a shaky breath, her eyes flicking up to meet theirs.

"It started coming toward me, crawling like a snake, and that’s when Matt got to me. But... the warning felt like more than just a threat. It’s like it didn’t want us to have this information. It didn’t want us to know what happened here... This is all way darker than you guys expected."

Colby, his brow furrowed in thought, broke the silence.

"Wait, why wouldn’t it want us to know?"

Y/N hesitated, piecing together the fragments of knowledge she had gathered over years of honing her abilities.

"When it comes to entities like this, especially ones tied to a place or a tragedy... they draw power from secrecy, from fear. If we know what it is, what it’s done, it gives us the upper hand. And even more so if we learn its name."

Sam’s eyes widened, realization dawning on him as his gaze traveled from her to Colby and then back again.

"So, if we know its name, it becomes weaker?"

Y/N nodded slowly.

"Yes. Kind of. Names are powerful, especially with entities like that. It’s a way of binding it, of taking control. And right now, it knows we’re at an advantage. I just... I just have to figure out its name."

[spine-buster]

Okay I am watching "The Life of Alex Shelley" three-part documentary and I have some N O T E S on Part 1:

He is so articulate and well-spoken. I have a theory about why this is. See bullet point 7.

Him talking about things that make him LIVE -- disc golf, mountain biking, music, etc. Ladies, especially younger wrestling fans, when I tell you this is a MAN

THERE IS A GOALIE STICK HANGING IN HIS PARENTS' BASEMENT. I NEED TO KNOW IMMEDIATELY WHO THE GOALIE IS IN THE FAMILY.

Talking about the old house and moving to the new house when he was ~12; taking us into his mom's "card room" (which would be my personal heaven btw) where this woman makes the most beautiful cards and does a seniors card making class????? Mrs. Martin I AM A FAN.

Going to the location of his friend's old house but it not being there anymore and talking about the working class and economic changes of Detroit in the 90s :(

Mentions of Colby (aka Seth Rollins) sleeping in his parents' basement and Claudio playing basketball with his brother

Going back to his old elementary school, WHICH IS A MFING CATHOLIC SCHOOL, AND SPEAKING ABOUT CATHOLICISM AND FAITH????? THIS ALONG WITH KNOWING HE WENT TO A PRIVATE, CATHOLIC, ALL-BOYS HIGH SCHOOL?????????? I AM GOING TO WALK INTO THE OCEAN.

"I think I beat Kenny Omega at Street Fighter" Alex pls

Are those katanas hanging in his basement? LOL

His home truly looks so...homey. Like I love it. No flash whatsoever. The humility this man has when he influenced a generation of wrestlers to such a degree that literally none of your favourites or their move sets would exist if it wasn't for him...ladies, A MAN

"I cry when I'm happy sometimes" LADIES ARE YOU LISTENING????? A MFING MAN

[fairyrcts]

MAD SOUNDS , C.S.

by fairyrcts contents - smut , public sex , unprotected sex (not recommended) , intended lowercase , 2nd person , cursing

an - i like this alot guys

taglist - @pvssychicken , @emilyfaith2003 , @emely9274 , @nicholaschavezslut69

“and lastly, chris and you will go to the classroom.” colby assigned you. he gave him and sam the hallways and matt and nick the principal’s office. you four were on sam and colby’s channel as guests. you were exploring the haunted farrar elementary. chris forced you to come along, of course.

you gave colby a nod as you and your boyfriend walked with a camera in his hand, the other one holding yours. yikes, he was sweaty. “i’m scared.” you mumbled, the camera picking up on it, along with chris whispering that it’ll be okay. it was prominent that he had his own fears.

the two of you walked into the supposedly haunted classroom, taking in the sight of it. some desks were moved around, there were algebra expressions written on the chalk board and bookcases near the back. you let out a shaky sigh.

“it’s weird to think that there was once children sitting here.” chris spoke, only causing a shiver to go down your spine. he started talking to the camera, wandering around the classroom while you stayed near the door. your eyes were set on his figure as he moved around.

you weren’t very vocal in today’s video. not that you weren’t used to being in front of a camera. hell, you’d been in the triplets’ videos countless times. but never had you been in an abandoned elementary that was home to multiple spirits. it made your skin crawl.

chris took notice of how the color left your face. he quickly muttered a small ‘hold on’ to the camera, turning it off and setting it on a student’s desk to see what was up with you.

your boyfriend stepped closer to you, unintentionally backing you up into a table. “you alright?” he spoke softly, his arms curling to wrap around your back. you nodded slowly as you adjusted yourself against him. “jus’ scared is all.”

chris held you in his arms momentarily, kissing the top of your head in some reassuring manner. “have i told you how great you look tonight?” he purred into your ear causing a giggle to erupt from you. “yes, you have. but don’t let that stop you from telling me again.” you moved your head from his chest to look up at him. “why don’t i show you?”

he was aware that this would probably get him in trouble. but frankly, he didn’t care. he was the kind of guy to have sex wherever he wanted, including a school that had ghosts roaming around it. “here?” you asked him quietly, although you already knew the answer. instead of replying he simply let his hands go down to your thighs.

you’d worn a skirt. you had zero intentions of being fucked from behind this afternoon. chris pulled your underwear down from beneath your skirt, the lacy panties falling to your ankles. he gently turned you around and bent you over the desk that you were leaned against from before.

seeing you soaked all for him made his pants a size too tight. without hesitation he yanked his belt off and tugged his jeans, a small thump sound was heard as they hit the ground. he wrapped his hand around himself momentarily, stroking up and down his length to get him started.

chris tucked his bottom lip under his teeth to keep him from letting out any noises of pleasure before he entered you. his eyes rolled back at the familiar feeling that he never got tired of. a gasp managed to escape your lips. he began pumping himself into you.

you couldn’t help but be vocal. you’d never have had to been quiet before, so as much as you wanted to stay silent, you just couldn’t. he placed a hand on your lower back to steady himself as he pounded into his cunt.

“fuck. i love hearin’ your voice.” he leaned down to whisper into your ear. your moans progressively got louder with each praise you received. “chris!” you whimpered loudly. you knew this wouldn’t end well, but he was fucking you too good for you to care currently.

meanwhile, colby and sam who were in the hallways near the classroom you two were in had heard the sounds that came from it. “you hear that?” sam eyed colby. they both listened intently, trying to make out what they heard.

they ultimately came to the conclusion that it must’ve been something paranormal and you’d tell them about it when it was time to collectively check in. the pair went about their investigation while the two of you could care less about a damn ghost.

chris kept hitting that spot that felt so fucking good. his hand that sat on your back slid under your shirt as he spoke. “you’re takin’ it so good for me, angel. i’m close, mkay?” he said his last sentence more like a question, as if asking for permission to come.

you nodded insistently, signaling that you were close to your own climax as well. at just a few more movements, he let out a loud, guttural groan as he came. he let his seed fill you up, white oozing out of you. you followed him, both of your fluids mixing. god, you were messes.

he took a moment before pulling out of you, recollecting himself in the process as he found his breath again. you did the same, your head falling with a sigh as your heart came back to a normal pace. “you’re beautiful, baby.” chris smiled at the sight you before you fully stood up.

he pulled his pants back on while redoing his belt. you turned around and looked at him with a flush face. this was his first time seeing you since entering you. a line of drool clung to your lip, your face red and hair just slightly tousled. god, you were gorgeous.

chris let out a small chuckle while looking at you. he bent forward, grabbing your panties and sliding them back up your legs. “there we go.” he smiled up at you, kissing your forhead once he stood up fully once more.

“we should check in.” you remembered. chris nodded in response. the two of you walked out the classroom, forgetting the camera completely. you met up with the group again in the gymnasium, the rest of them already there.

they were already speaking. you and chris gave each other a look before sitting down at the table with all of them. they then began pressing you with questions. colby interrupted them with “what were those noises?”

your eyes widened. chris, thankfully, played it off by taking the initiative and answering. “we don’t know. we heard them too, it was creepy.” he replied. the rest of the group nodded in understanding while you let out a huff in relief.

[xxellagxx]

LA Lover - introduction

Word count: 467 (sorry I really struggled with this chapter because I needed to figure out how to write the backstory behind y/n Katrina and Katrina going to La while having it make sense ) the next few chapters will be longer.

Pairing: reader x Colby brock

Warnings: none

Definitely proof read I changed it like 60 times

You and Katrina had been friends since elementary school and you were both inseparable. Always with eachover no matter what and as the years went by your friendship only grew stronger and stronger.

Now you was both 18 and had just finished your final year of highschool, which was by far the best school year. Mainly because you started dating a boyfriend Ryan this year (the only boyfriend you had that Katrina approved of, which was a nice change). Every thing seemed perfect.

That was until Katrina told you she was moving to LA to pursue her music career. Don’t get me wrong you couldn’t be happier for her , it’s just that you knew you would really really really miss her.

To celebrate her moving to LA , you and Katrina’s parents organised a big party with all her family and friends . You knew she was going to love it . And it started in.. “Shit! 10 minutes!” You cursed quickly putting on your makeup as fast as possible. You stumbled down the stairs and into your car, zooming to the venue.

“Am I late ?” “Oh no dear, just in time.” Darla (katrinas mum ) smiled, doing some finial touches of the decorations. The venue was buzzing with excitement as more and more people started arriving at the party. The atmosphere was filled with laughter, music, and absolute delicious food Katrinas mum made . And even though it was an amazing party you couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions knowing that this was the last time you would see Katrina before she went to LA.

Once the party was over you hugged Katrina tightly, it didn’t feel real. It didn’t feel like this was the last time you would see her before she moved. “I’m going to miss you so much” “Promised to keep in touch with me. even when you blow up and become famous” Katrina laughed “I promise.”

That was 2 years ago. And now you are in your last year of university . A lot of things have changed since you last saw Kat. She made new friends in LA and even got a boyfriend. You really missed her, you texted occasionally but it wasn’t the same. You didn’t think you would be able to see her again that was until you got a message from her.

Kat <3: Heyy. I know you have just finished this year at collage and if you have plans it’s totally okay but I was wondering if I could fly you out to LA . You wouldn’t have to pay anything because I can pay for the flight and you could stay with me at my apartment and you can finally meet Sam and my other friends

You: are you kidding ?! OF COURSE

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Thank you for reading this was only the intro for the story and the first chapter will be posted soon

Let me know if you wanna be in my tag list

Constructive criticism and any feedback is appreciated!!

Thank you for reading

@hc-geralt-23

[kodaloveschris]

200 Followers Face Reveal and Get To Know Me 🥰🥰🥰

For one thing I want to say thank you for 200 Followers!! It crazy to think about. I also want to thank everyone for being super accepting and allowing me into the fandom. When I first came into this fandom I was quite intimidated and nervous to start from ground zero again and work my way up. Especially when in the Sam and Colby fandom, I am on top and well known ( having been apart of their fandom since their very first vine almost a decade ago.)

Get to know me 😊

My name is Dakota and I’m 27 years old will be 28 in November (God, I’m old). In September I will be starting my senior year of college. I’m going to school for elementary/middle school education. I’ve been watching the triplets since middle of May. So not very long. My first official video I saw of them was Jake Webber’s favorite food car video they did with him. Then obviously it was the Sam and Colby collab.

I’m currently going through a weight loss journey and have been since March of this year. At the start of my journey, I weighed 319lbs but as of yesterday, I currently weigh 285.2 (almost a 30 pound difference). My main goal is to get back to the weight on my drivers licenses which is 260.

More facts about me

I am 6’3

I have severe OCD, Anxiety, and Depression

I have met Sam and Colby 3 times and they know who I am and Sam follows me on twitter

My favorite triplet is Nick but I still love Matt and Chris

Or as I say it I’m a Nick Girl but a Chris and Matt Whore 😜

But I relate to Matt the most for obvious reasons

I have a soft spot for Nate. I just find him super adorable

I hope to get merch from Fresh Love and Let’s Trip hopefully in their next drops

I was scared to create fan pages for Nick, Matt, and Chris because of my age and me being almost 7 years older than them. I did get a lot of hate for it and still do occasionally. My IRLs and my family think it is weird but who cares about their opinion.

I hope to be able to meet them one day and tell them how much of an impact they have had on my life so far even though they haven’t been apart of it for long.

This might come off as weird but I have some childhood trauma that affects me to this day and when I’m super stressed or anxious I have this series of recurring nightmares where it just started off as Sam and Colby but now Nick, Matt, and Chris are included but the nightmares are them getting hurt or dying in different ways and I never get repeats. I always have to wake up and check social media to see if they are okay and it wasn’t real.

This fandom has made get the spark back for writing fan fiction and I wouldn’t change it for the world

I am grateful for my closest triplets mutual on here @adirtylittleheart. I love you so much and am so grateful that you came into my life. I also love being your drama informant and letting our thirstyness come out and sharing tiktoks of the triplets or our favorite videos etc. ❤️❤️❤️

[omgsquee2001]

The Farrar School: Colby Brock x Medium! Reader

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It's happened! Sam, Colby and [Y/N] have finally bought a haunted location. The Farrar Elementary School in Maxwell, Iowa. As part of Hell Week, the two Youtubers and the Medium are going to be inviting different guests through out the week to investigate the school. The thing that bothers everyone, is no one knows why the school is haunted. [Y/N] feels that there is something dark there, but will she be able to protect her friends?

[daetko]

mutual headcanons . . .

talia note ; you guys … i wrote this at 4am so this is 100% half yapping but my mutuals on twt did this for me and i was like. omg . tumblr oomfs ur next. also math is kicking my ass so im bringing up multiplication hcs for everyone

@miyamoratsumuu — top of the class & class pres/have some major rule in school. you probably have a really cute smile like the one where ur lips don’t shut fully there’s like space that shows ur teeth a lil & i hc u have chest length hair too ,, you REALLY love youtube video essays probably, lego enjoyer & u 101% like/d kpop, i can see u liking nct and cravity so vividly,,, you also carry chapstick around with you everywhere though you don’t need it but u always end up finishing it somerhow. you’re OKAY at multiplication like you’re not the best but 100% not the worst. Biochem have to be ur favorite subjects (after art) i refuse to believe otherwise. u LOVE white shirts, u dress so nice and have those shirts w the little girl drawings on them, u also are somehow SOMEHOW the type of kid to fake cough infront of a smoking stranger to make them feel bad. squint & you’ll see the vision i’m implying n you 100% have perspective glasses ur supposed to wear but u never wear them, & lastly you have a tiktok account with you lip syncing

@rueclfer — ouhhhh rue i hc ur such a smartass at school like no one expects it but u get SUCH GREAT grades holy shit also ur a SMOKER. Oomf smokes (possibly weed and very rarely cigs) smoker. or u own atleast two dispos trust i know. also you really liked the tooth fairy as a kid and somehow she disappointed you and that’s where ur villain arc started . Atleast 3 dead pet fishes. u also really like zootopia. also probably tried getting into kpop at some point and failed miserably… you are willing to defend cheese sandwiches with your life too. human multiplication machine somehow, or really bad at it. you owe atleast 2 pairs of jorts & those baggy brown/black colored overly comfy oversized jackets that have these little doodles / stars on them & wire headphones, atleast 2 ear piercings and a septum , your screen time is 50% pinterest or twittwe

@loveriotss — lighting mcqueen defender ( i think u probably wanted the car bed / had it at some point) & car enjoyer … you’d love f1 . you watch sam and colby religiously (same) and u LOVEEEE old katy perry songs. u had a marshmallow / selena gomez phase in middle school & you used to have braces in elementary/middle school. you’re either ginger or a really light brown haired person, if u say black or dark brown i will actually be surprised. your aura color is 100% green with a hint of purple (i don’t know much about this but u just give that vibe) you play sims 4 too and really REALLY enjoy lasagna & multiplication (though you’re not the best at it). you’re also like REALLY scared of sneaking your phone in to school (let’s say it’s not allowed) and you were brave enough to do that for once and boom it’s like a cr4ck addiction you can’t stop bringing it to school w u until one day u get caught and they call your mum to school ,,, also u either violate the dress code or dress modestly no inbetween— and did i mention u have SO MANY racer jackets holy shit even if it’s those basic bershka ones

@poetlus / @lunatiqez — mina ashido and bokuto kotaro if they had a fusion of both of their personalities. oomf you LOVE LOOOVEE dresses so much like i wouldn’t be surprised if that’s half ur closet & u also have a bookshelf in your room probably with so many books you haven’t touched since u bought. probably got a scooter for christmas at some point. one of your many pillows on your bed probably has a floral print & your room is BIG LIKE HUGE there’s so much space left despite your huge ass closet. u probably own merch of stuff you USED to like and don’t anymore ,, you also enjoy ramen from restaurants like no tomorrow & you stick ur tongue out at every minor inconvenience (twin ). you also cannot do multiplication, you really hate math but you like to write in the notebook. you’re BLONDE. that’s BLONDE OOMF. or atleast light brunette. you’re like 5”4 too shit maybe 5”3 aswell.. you also LOVE raves and parties & u can fuck up cake like a n expert especially vanilla & red velvet cake . Rip liv you would’ve loved dress to impress

@sepptember — ok so first of all you LOVE shrimp. and i mean LOVE LOVE and you’re okay w other seafood. u also like to add thinly sliced carrot to ramen which is actually goated btw and you’d k1ll someone if a bowl of katsu curry was on the line,, your fav subject is PROBABLY science ,, perhaps geology? maybe? i feel like you have too many stuffed animals and you probably collect those glass drinks lids too, you had a monster energy drink phase & kinned hitoka yachi at some point. you update your letterboxed multiple times a week & you do NOT play about true crime podcasts. bro, please, im begging you to get out your room and see your family. also i think u have a rlly nice room … like it’s either rlly acubi-ish or brown green & some dark colors and veins hanging from the ceiling, both ways aesthetically pleasing to look at !!!! multiplication goat btw

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opinion on the finale of Hell week?

Apologies for the delay on this but I didn't watch it until late last night and didn't have the brain power to articulate my thoughts at the time.

Not that I'm in any better a state of mind now, but alas! This is the best it will get, so without further ado:

(As always spoilers and opinions behind the cut, so reader be aware)

I have really mixed feelings about this Hell Week finale.

I actually did like it (parts of it, anyway), I did. I think it fit in well with the story being told in the first two parts and was edited and storyboarded really well.

Here's the thing: I completely zoned out during the first 15 minutes or so. Like...another planet zoned out. There was too much yelling and shenanigans and I was tired, and I couldn't tell you what happened if you paid me to, to be perfectly honest.

I did enjoy the prom bit a little bit, although I thought them "inviting" ghosts from past investigations and having a high school style prom in an elementary school were both odd choices, but I did like the cinematography of the whole thing.

But the shit before that? Blank fucking slate.

But after Kris and Celina left and the ahit started hitting the fan? I perked up.

And boy was the second half of this video a revelation.

I have to preface all this by saying that I don't want to comment on Pythian Priestess or the work she does, because I don't have a full knowledge base of the rituals and what she practices. I'd prefer not to even go down that road when that isn't my particular highway.

So, I'm not going to add my 2 cents on any of that.

Instead, before I get into the big climax of the finale, I want to talk about Sam.

I wish I knew how to vocalize this in a way that wouldn't cause upset, but I don't, so here we go: this man is going to get himself and Colby killed if he doesn't chill the fuck out about wanting to prove the paranormal.

Seriously. This is a problem. I genuinely, genuinely think he would have lept for joy if Colby had said no to the boiler room, because that would've given him an opportunity to take one for the team and do it. I don't care what he said to the contrary - his mouth was saying, "it's safer if you do it," but his eyes were saying, "please don't do it so I can do it and have the Moment."

Look at when he asked the ouija board if *he* was in danger. If they had gotten a yes, he would've shoved Colby out of the way and koll-aid man'ed his way through the wall to get down there. He wants this shit, and he wants it to the exclusion of all reason and safety.

He's going to take it too far some day.

The fact that he knows this and doesn't seem to care is alarming.

And here's the crux of it - he wants it, and Colby doesn't. Colby's a God fearing man (yes yes yes Halloween costumes and blah blah blah but these things can and DO coincide). He doesn't want to put himself in these positions. He doesn't even seem to like going alone. Hes a believer, and he has a healthy amount of trepidation and fear.

And, according to some in the past, his convictions and something about his aura intimidates certain spirits.

So it's a mutual fear society on his side, but Sam's just like, "howdy pardner, step on in and take up shop in my soul!"

If there truly was some kind of dark entity in the vicinity of these two, which one do you think they'd target? The faithful man with plenty of fear to go around, or the guy jumping all over the room begging for a possession?

What I'm trying to say is: IN WHAT WORLD WAS SENDING COLBY DOWN THERE SAFER?

Morons lol.

So, with that in mind, let's talk about this boiler room thing.

First of all, I'm not saying there was or wasn't a possession, or a demonic entity, or what have you. I truly have no clue. None of us can say for sure.

But I can tell you this - Colby was in the throes of a panic attack.

Now, I say this because I have seen quite a few people trying to claim that Colby was "acting" and overdramatizing what happened down there. Putting aside the fact that Colby is a shit actor and we all know it...you cannot fake the effects of a panic attack like that. He can't fake the pale and bloodshot eyes, slurred and stunted speech, the trembling...that was real shit.

Was he also being possessed or developing an attachment? Maybe. Hard to tell. But I'm telling you that he was 100% having a panic attack.

And that was hard to watch.

Now Sam is a much, much better actor than Colby, so it's a little bit harder to discredit anyone saying he's acting in every scenario (believe it or not, that's a compliment). But he seemed to also show genuine fear and concern after leaving Colby alone in the basement, and after getting the responses he was getting. And that was genuine fear and concern when he got back to Colby and got a good look at the state of him.

I don't think any, and I mean any, of that was fake.

Again, I don't know if something attached itself to him or possessed him or what have you. I do think the slow look to the side and smirk was odd and cinematically creepy, but I don't know what it meant. I also think that Pythian Priestess' cleansing ritual happens to include a lot of elements used to calm people in the throes of a panic attack, so it's not surprising he felt better after interacting with her, whether there was something going on or not.

But say for the sake of argument he was either developing an attachment or being possessed. Think about the implications of that. A righteous man gets jog tied like a sacrificial lamb in a basement and challenges an evil being to show him it's power. Evil being proceeds to attempt to do just that. Righteous man somehow gets out of it and the whole evil being is summarily trapped in a jar and thrown in a river (or was he...?), and righteous man lives to fight another day.

Tell me that ain't a banging premise for an episode of Supernatural lol.

Anyway, the ending was really solid, if kind of alarming to watch at times - and by that I mean Colby planting a tree that was STILL IN THE POT - and I thought the little montage at the end was cute and heartwarming. The first 15 minutes almost took me out entirely, but then they really hooked me back in at the end. That's always, always a win.

Overall, I'd give this one a solid 7/10. I'd rewatch the second half of it again, that's for sure.

Anyway, this has been fun! Now that we've seen them all, what are your thoughts?

[golbrockstar]

So Sam and Colby now:

Own (and live in) a house in Las Vegas

Own (and rent?) a house in Los Angeles

And own an abandoned, haunted elementary school in Iowa

That’s three whole states what their taxes look like must be crazy.

[taylortruther]

Drop the rec(ipe)

lay out big spinach tortilla flat

coat half in as much mayo as you want (i used kewpie mayo)

place two slices of cheese on the mayo (i used colby jack)

place 3-4 pieces of sliced turkey on top of cheese

place baby spinach on top of turkey

wrap tightly

cut into pieces

serve with chips, cookie, and juice to really sell the elementary school lunch aspect (i chose nut thins, an oreo, and olipop)

[morbidlyhumorous]

Family Dinner (Colby Brock)

Colby's POV:

I sat in the back of Sam's car, watching the scenery change as we drove. Sam was driving with one hand on the wheel, the other holding his girlfriend's hand as they talked about a video idea. Kat's family was having a get together, so of course the invitation had been extended to me and Sam. I had to admit I was excited because Kat's family always had good food. After a while, we had finally reached the house and parked near the growing mass of cars. The three of us walked up the front stairs and walked right on in, immediately being greeted by the smell of spices and several people shouting in Spanish. As we made our way to the kitchen, Kat called out, "Mama, estamos aquí." Mrs. Stuart's head appeared in the doorway and she smiled when she saw her daughter's face. "Oh, mija, you look so pretty.""Gracias, mama. Is that Y/n I hear?" Her mom nodded her head and Kat rushed into the kitchen with the us following behind. 

I entered the kitchen to see several women standing around the stove, most of them Latina, save one. She was hugging Kat tightly and looked up as Sam and I entered. She turned her attention back to Kat and asked, "¿Es ese tú novio?" Kat giggled and nodded before leading the girl over to the two of us. "Guys, this is my good friend Y/n. We've known each other since elementary school. Y/n, this is Sam and this is Colby." She said as she indicated each of us. "It's so nice to meet you two. Kat speaks very highly of both of you." Y/n said as she shook our hands happily. One of the other women shouted something at her, which made Y/n reply "claro" rather sarcastically before going back to what she was doing.

I tried to inconspicuously stare at y/n as Katrina and Sam talked to some other family members. I thought she was beautiful and loved the way her eyes lit up at a joke. Kat nudged my side after a minute and said, "Y'know, I'm pretty sure she's single." I couldn't help but laugh at this suggestion. "I'm serious. She's so amazing and kind, just give it a try and thank me later." I playfully rolled my eyes as Kat wandered off. Several of the women in the kitchen dispersed, which allowed me to actually hear myself think and hear y/n just as she laughed at something. The two women around her were dying of laughter as Y/n quickly picked a fresh tortilla up off the floor. She blew on it and then added it to the pile of tortillas on a plate, which drew an exclamation from the others. "Ah, ah, ah, regla de los cinco segundos." She said to them before catching my gaze and shaking her head laughingly.

She turned her attention back to the other tortillas on the stove and began flipping them with her fingers. I moved closer and said, "You're crazy for doing that." She laughed and looked up at me as she said "I don't really notice it anymore." I returned her smile and asked, "So how did you get wrapped up in all of this?""Well, they practically raised me and it's always so much fun around here.""I can absolutely agree with you on that." I replied. Y/n smiled at my comment before taking the last of the tortillas off the stove, putting them on the plate, and holding out towards me. "Do you mind taking these to la mesa in the back, por favor?" I nodded my head in agreement and headed towards the backyard, plate in hand.

Y/n's POV:

I leanedagainst the kitchen window for a moment, watching Colby walk across the yard, avoiding the multitude of kids running past. As he put the plate down, Sam clapped him on the back and said something, which made Colby smile. Before I could wonder what they were talking about, I was called back by Tía Nicole, who seemed to smirk with a knowing look on her face as she told me to add the seasoning to the meat. After several more minutes, the food was done and we carried it outside, calling for everyone to come eat the whole way down. Conveniently, Colby ended up sitting next to me. Most of the time was spent talking to him, laughing at his jokes, getting to know him, and occasionally his hand would brush mine in an attempt to reach something. I liked looking into his deep blue eyes, they were such a pretty color that suited him.

When dinner was done, he helped carry dishes inside, and when he went back out for more, the aunts pounced. "Oh he's so cute!" Tía Ashely started, lightly bumping me with her hip. "He couldn't keep his eyes off of you. You two would be so cute together." Tía Victoria chimed in as she appeared behind her sister. "You like him, I just know it! Mira! You're turning red!" Tía Nicole said excitedly as she set down the dishes she was carrying. She turned towards me and took my hands in hers as she said "I think he's a good choice. Un bueno hombre, y/n." I smiled at her words. My head turned towards the door as it opened and Colby stood there, looking slightly dazed. "Kat wanted me to tell everyone that dancing is going to start." He announced. I felt my face light up at his words and shared a look with Tía Nicole. "You go on down, we'll be there in a minute." She said. I grabbed Colby's arm and practically pulling him out the door as mi tías shouted, "Buenas suerte!" I was very excited as I hurried along because I loved to dance. I pulled Colby with me as people began to get into position. "What's going on?" Colby asked. "It's bachata. Don't worry, just follow my lead and you'll be fine." As the music started, I began to lead Colby through the quick pace, feeling butterflies in my stomach whenever he touched me. He took a bit to catch on, but when he did, he was pretty good.

We spent the rest of the night dancing and laughing, eventually stopping when it became late and people started heading home. I walked with Colby to Sam's car, Sam and Kat a little farther ahead. "Thank you for an amazing night." I said, a smile working its way onto my face. "Well thank you for teaching me so much." He replied, returning the smile. "We should hang out again sometime." He ventured on, which I agreed with and then suggested we exchange phone numbers. When we reached the car, I said goodbye to Sam and Kat, hugging my best friend tightly. Then I turned towards Colby, pressed a kiss to his cheek, and said "Buenas noches, Colby." He took my hand and lightly kissed my knuckles before replying "Buenas noches, y/n."

[quinnysnursery]

Quinny help I got possessed in my chat w Estes method Colby and the Pythian Priestess came from nowhere and performed an exorcism on me and Sam is holding Colby who’s sobbing cos his cg got fucking possessed by the Farrar Elementary demon

blair you always have the craziest storylines going on /pos

[ratatatastic]

https://www.tumblr.com/ratatatastic/765395006941970432/my-reaction-to-ekkys-last-minute-packing-is-im

Where did you see this? Not surprised because isn’t his wife a doctor or something? She’s too busy to deal with that stuff 😂

lmao our beat was talking about it on colbys podcast sometimes you get funny tidbits about the cats that colby brings up (like how last time paul couldnt read the word chanticleers on his shirt and said chantilier instead) and colby and matt had george (fhn) gueststar so the shenanigans got turned up to 100 and he brought it up when they were talking about the minny game

which btw the way they got there was so funny because it was like everyone talks about the good ole days WHAT GOOD OLE DAYS 20 cats game out of their 82 were never broadcasted on tv because of highschool football and we had to cover it via the radios in our cars!!!! coming into minny back then we never won there in like xx amount of years!!!! (colby who blinks because he was not here for any of this because he was in fuckin elementary school while two old men yell at a cloud) well anyways speaking of minnesota- and then the bring up the ekky thing like of all people GEORGE WHY HIM YOU COULDNT HAVE USED ANY OTHER CAT AS AN EXAMPLE ALWAYS HIM HUH 😭😭😭

[tvintedspvrkmoved]

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ꜱᴛᴜᴅʏ : ᴇᴍᴍᴀ ᴍᴀʀᴛɪɴ .

ɴᴀᴍᴇ . emma

ɴᴀᴍᴇ ᴍᴇᴀɴɪɴɢ . entire or universal

ᴀʟɪᴀꜱ/ᴇꜱ . n / a ( she has nicknames but not aliases )

ᴇᴛʜɴɪᴄɪᴛʏ . caucasian

ᴏɴᴇ ᴘʜᴏᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ .

ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ʜᴄꜱ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ .

- she taught herself how to speak gibberish in elementary school ( i did not , so. don't ask me to translate. ) - in eighth grade she took prada around the neighborhood in one of lydia's designer purses as part of her elle woods halloween costume and prada peed in the bag so she threw it out in a neighbors trash can. - she cried when one direction broke up.

ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʟɪᴋᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜰʀᴇᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ .

sing ( only to herself ) , paint , train her abilities.

ᴇɪɢʜᴛ ( of MANY ) ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇꜱ .

derek hale ( @dalphahale ) lydia martin ( @delicatestm ) dean winchester ( @guiltye ) colby newman ( @carp3diems ) stiles stilinski ( @stilesstylelinski ) sam winchester ( @stanfordprepped ) charlie kelly ( @ratkiing ) alex claremont-diaz ( @goldenboybarracuda )

ᴛᴡᴏ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛꜱ .

- killing the man that turned her eyes blue. - not being able to find lydia until she turned up on her own.

ᴛᴡᴏ ᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʜᴀꜱ .

- gerard argent - tight spaces

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