#colby au

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❛❛ i fill you up good, huh pretty girl? ❜❜

✦ … your hands gripped anything they could as your body moved back and forth because of colby’s thrusts.

he held your waist tightly trying to keep you steady as he pounded into your pretty pink pussy. “so pretty under me baby.” he purred, moving his hands all over your body, relishing in the moment.

the squelching of your bodies connecting with to one another the only sound in the room other than your quiet little grunts. your hand was covering your face and your hair was all over it, messily but in the most attractive way.

colby’s neck veins had mopped out and the cold feeling of his rings were like electricity on your skin. you reached out to press your hand against his chest, getting completely fucked into oblivion.

he held your waist leaving down connecting your lips as he moved his hips. his tongue melted into your mouth, moving in a sensual way.

you couldn’t kiss back with full force because of the whimpers that spilled out your throat. you felt his tip touching your spot over and over again, it had you writhing beneath him.

he moved back to his spot looking down at you and noticing one of the hottest things. “god, look at how fucking good i’m filling you up. look baby.” he groaned, smoothing his hand over your stomach. “i fill you up good, huh pretty girl?”

his words of praise and dirty talk two your thighs shaking and walls clenching around colby before he could even get to his high. you clenched hard around him, convulsing on his dick and moaned his name loud as your orgasm washed through you.

colby stood there holding himself back from spilling his seed inside you, refusing to let it end. “gonna keep fucking you till i’m done, m’kay? gonna use you alright baby?” he lifted your chin to look at him. “be a good girl for me and take it.”

[ieatedyourcrayons]

Princess!Reader x Knight

(random tags for reach, sorry!)

synopsis: Princess Y/n attends a family friend’s royal ball. While taking a breather in the garden, y/n meets one of their knights and gets to chatting, eventually slipping away and wandering the castle with him

The royal hall roared with music, chatter, and laughter. The faint sound of glasses clashing and forks scraping could be heard to the attentive ear.

The man on the piano played gracefully, his fingers dancing with every note and flowing beautifully with the orchestra. The pianist face showed pure bliss and adoration for his music, as did Y/n's.

She was soaking in the beautiful music and atmosphere. loving the vibe she never gets tired of. Her family, the Bauer's, were invited to the Meyers annual ball. Both families were friends and have a long history. They attend each others balls and formals every year, their children practically grew up together.

Both families were chatting and discussing plans for their kingdoms, children, vacations, etc. Y/n didn't pay much mind to the chatter and focused her attention onto the music.

"Miss. Y/n here, is still looking for her a love, yes?"- Mrs. Belle asks your mother.

"Well of course, we aren't pressuring her though." Your mother responds, hoping Mrs. Belle doesn't continue pushing her son onto your roster.

The mention of your name caught your attention and you focused into the conversation. Mrs. Belle, like your mother had expected, brought up her son Kacey.

"Well, you do know that Kacey is a good boy, he is my son after all." Mrs. Belle teases with a laugh. Your mother laughs it off as well, not wanting it to continue, but not wanting to be rude either. "Oh yes, we love Kacey, how could we not?" Your mother responds.

You laughed along with them. "Yeah, Kacey is great, he's like a brother to me!" you add. The brother comment hit Mrs. Belle like a brick. She doesn't know why you stomp the romance before it can bloom. She mainly wants your beautiful genetics and family name, but she won't admit that part, especially not to your mother...

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You managed to get away from the group to go snag a few snacks and cheese cubes from the charcuterie table. As you reached for another toothpick, Kacey grabs it before you.

"Umm... Ma'am, what do you think this is? Charity?" He jokes with a sassy tone.

"Oh shut up and give me that." You laugh back while taking it from him. He puts on a fake shock and bring his hand to his chest. You guys have always had this sort of bond, constantly teasing each other since birth.

"So, you like my party?" He ask, back to his normal voice, while picking some grapes.

You turn and look at all the well dressed people dancing and chatting, then direct your eyes back to Kacey. "Nah." You shrug, trying not to grin but failing to as a huge smile breaks your face.

Kacey grins back, "Wow, you must really think you're funny." He teases. You two exchange banter and conversation for a little longer before his dad drags him off to meet a girl his mother found. Kacey hates this, he always has. If he wanted a girlfriend, he'd go get one. Kacey reluctantly follows his dad after telling you bye.

You watch as Kacey uncomfortably interacts with the girl to please his mother, the poor girl didn't even seem interested in Kacey, almost looking mad that Mrs. Belle convinced her to do this. Kacey is far from ugly, wavy shoulder length black hair with a strong face and green eyes, always well dressed and mannered in these situations.

You looked away from your friend's struggle, to not embarrass him any more then he already is. You walk away from the snack table to the nearest exit, your heels clicking with every step. Kacey eyed you as you left, wishing you'd come save him and confused to where you're leaving to.

You stepped out the back door without being stopped or called. The outside garden was beautiful and spayed out farther than you could see. Beautiful trees, bushes, and flowers placed in such an intricate way.

You followed a stone path that led you to another clearing in the yard, but as you got closer, the sound of water got louder. In the clearing stood a beautiful fountain. Towards the back were walls and windows of the castle, a few vines and flowers ran along the walls.

The moonlight lit up the clearing almost perfectly. You walked over to the fountain and took a seat on the edge, facing the yard. The music from inside could faintly be heard.

"Oh, hello there." A velvety german accent calls out, startling you. You turn and face the voice and you're met with the most handsome face you've seen in a while.

He stands tall, 6'4'' ish, with short, curly, black hair. He stands in full knight armor, minus his helmet. He has a straight nose with the slightest bump, perfect teeth, hazel eyes, finished with a set and defined jaw line. You stare at him, taking in all his features.

"Hi, sorry am I not supposed to be here?" You quickly question after zoning back in, scared that you're intruding on anything you shouldn't be. "Oh no, no. I assure you're not. May I sit?" He responds while pointing next to you.

"Yeah go ahead." you respond with relief. "Are you one of their knights?" You add. "Yes, I am, you're from the Bauer's right?" He responds with a grin.

Confusion hits your brain and it shows on your face. "Yes... How'd you know that?" You question with nervous laughter. "I've seen you around here, you may not have seen me, but that's kinda the point with the whole knight thing" He laughs.

"OH" You laugh back. "I didn't think of that." You add. He laughs along with you, studying all your features.

"Yeah, don't worry Y/N, I know you" He says teasing you.

"Oh well then, what's your name sir?" You respond with fake sass.

"My apologies to such royalty, it's Mark." He responds with joking sadness, with a hand over his heart. You both laugh at the silliness.

“Ever seen the castle? like other than the ball room and a few other rooms?” He adds while looking at one of the outer walls.

“Only a few rooms, I try not to be nosey.” You respond while staring at the flower bush, watching as the wind sways the delicate petals.

“Wanna be nosey?” He asks with a grin, tilting his head to face you. You mimic his gaze and think on what he asked. “Why not, as long as you don’t get me in trouble.” You say with a smile.

“I would never” He teases as he stands up, taking your hand. The unexpected touch sends shivers up your arm.

He leads you guys to another back entrance of the castle, slowly opens the door, and leads you guys in. The hall you enter is beautiful and has tall walls. The walls have small indents in them, creating a mantel that holds a intricate candle holders and decorations.

You follow behind him as he leads you through the hallway. After a few twist and turns, you find yourself in a small circular room that has a stone, spiral, staircase in it.

"you expect me to walk these stairs... with this dress and heels?" You laugh out with nervousness while pointing at the stair case.

He looks at you with a mischievous grin, "Oh I'm sorry pretty lady." He responds before scooping you up into his arms bridal style.

Your face goes red at the unexpected gesture but the cool metal of his armor on you arm sends chills down your body. Mark looks down at your red face, taking in your beautiful features, the eye contact makes you nervous and you quickly look away.

Mark softly laughs at you and begins taking the steps. Once at the top of the stairs, Mark sets you back down on your feet , leaving his hand on you hip for a few seconds, lingering on your soft dress.

The room in front of you was beautiful, the walls were a royal blue with intricate gold foil patterns across the blue. the room was curved and the ceiling was high and ended in a point. A small chandelier hung in the center. There was a big, open, window that looked over the castles pond.

Your heels clicked on the tile floor as you walked to the window, Mark behind you. You jaw slacked as you looked out at the view. the sound of the fountain was distant and the cool wind hit your face, blowing your hair back.

"Your castle doesn't have this?" Mark teased while placing his hand onto your lower back.

"No, It does not, this is so pretty." You say in awe. Your castle is surrounded by beautiful trees and foliage. You see deer and small bears on a daily, never beautiful ponds with swans and fish.

Mark pushes your hair behind your ear, "I wouldn't want your mother to get worried that someone stole you." He says quietly to you.

"yeah... let's go back, I fear it may be time for me to go soon." You respond sadly, while looking back at him, not wanting this feeling to end.

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You were right, it was time to go. You said your goodbyes and thanks to Kacey's family as you left the main entrance of the castle. Each step down the small stairs made you sad, knowing you were leaving Mark.

A few knights stood outside the castle, guarding of course. You couldn’t figure out which one was Mark.

"Gosh!, about time you get out of my castle!" Kacey fake groans once he spots you outside the castle. The sudden interaction snapped you back into realty.

"Yeah well, your party sucked, I'm never coming back." You respond with the same joking attitude. Both of you burst out in laughter and hug each other goodbye.

"so, how'd it go with that girl?" You tease, knowing he hated it and probably didn't talk to her long.

"Umm... no, just no. She's sweet and pretty but did not like me, which is fine because I didn't like her either." He laughs, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"Oh yeah, I could tell. very obvious." You tease. "Make sure to actuality write me back, Left me with no trace of you for a few months." You say with fake sternness

"I'll think about it" He responds with fake sass and an eye roll. Kacey walks you to your carriage and chats with your parents for a little bit before a knight walks over to your carriage to shut the door and secure the lock.

You and the knight make eye contact, it's Mark , He sends you a wink before walking away. The wink sends a rush down your spine. The carriage moving startles you back to reality.

"So Miss Y/N, whose the boy?" Your father ask you.

[ericshoney]

Pranked! ~ Brother!Colby Brock

Over the past few weeks, your older brother, Colby, had been doing many little pranks on you and you had finally decided it was time to get your revenge, with a little help from Sam.

"He's going to lose it." Sam said, once you told him your idea.

"It will be funny. Don't worry he won't think it's you, if that's what your worried about." You said.

Your idea was the classic pregnancy prank. Your boyfriend, Jack, was in on the prank too in case Colby was to call him.

"I know that!" Sam exclaimed, making you giggle.

You pulled out the fake positive pregnancy test, smiling at how realistic it looked. Sam shook his head as he got his camera ready to record for you.

"Hey people of the word it's your favourite Brock here! Today with the help of my lovely assistant, I'm pranking Colby with the classic pregnancy test! My boyfriend is on the prank too, so let's see how this goes." You said, giving a quick intro as Sam moved the camera to hide it.

Sam then hid the camera for you as you sat on the sofa, before shouting for Colby. Your brother soon came in looking confused at your "sheepish" face. You hoped your acting skilled paid off.

"Everything okay?" He asked, looking at Sam, who was playing his part.

"I....I have some news." You began, as Colby sat down next to you.

"Okay...." He said slowly.

You then handed him the pregnancy test. His eyes widen as he saw the fake positive result.

"Your.....Your pregnant?" He asked in shock.

"Yeah....I missed my period this month, thought I was just going to be late but I guess not." You said with a nod.

"It's Jack's right?" He questioned.

"Of course, I called him this morning to tell him." You half lied. You had called Jack, but only to say it was all a prank.

"Wow....It's just a lot. I mean....are you excited? Happy? Worried?" He asked quickly.

"I'm not sure." You mumbled, biting the inside of your cheek to not laugh.

"What do you think?" He asked, looking at Sam.

"I'm as shocked as you are, bro." Sam answered.

"I....well I want to say congratulations, but I also want to say why the fuck didn't you use protection." He called.

"I...I do have something else to say." You said.

Colby looked at you as a large smile appeared on your face, confusing the male.

"It's a prank!" You shouted, jumping up and grabbing the camera.

"What!" Colby shouted in shock.

"I'm not really pregnant, brother!" You responded, laughing along with Sam and his confused and shocked face.

"Fuck!" He shouted, making you both laugh more.

"You were in on this!" He added, pointing at Sam.

"Obviously! I love a good prank." Sam replied.

"So was Jack." You added.

"Wow, just wow." Colby said.

"Got you back big brother!" You shouted cheerfully.

Colby smiled and shook his head as you did a quick end to the video, feeling proud of your prank.

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[conquezts]

So tiktok decided to bring back my Harry Potter fixation (that I thought I got over years ago), so of course, the only logical thing to do is make a crossover AU with my current fixation.

I spent too much time trying to decide on their wands, and I'm not even content with it, but I'm not reading shit for more hours. I haven't even decided on their patronus yet 😭 It's either a raven and some sort of owl (cuz of their rivalry) or fucking idk blackbird and dragon/fox.

[randomrabbys]

Like Minds reincarnation AU, but they are fated to die everytime they are reunited as one.

See below for more details-> it’s a lot of rambling but I can’t get it out in any other way

This is based on the theory that Nigel is Alex’s real Maraclea, but also that he was the original (lady of) Maraclea. Alex once being the Templar Knight that fell in love with Maraclea and taking her skull that he believed held power, this being the beginning of the reincarnations, the cause of it all. 

With the whole ritual that Nigel has in mind for him and Alex is recreating what was depicted in the legend, find your Maraclea, claim your Maraclea, and retrieve what belonged to them in nine months. This being the skulls of both of their chosen Maracleas. 

I think in talking of this AU, Nigel knew that something was missing in his life, he was the first to die as fated, so he is the first to seek what he knew he was missing. This is most likely why Nigel was such an odd individual, he was utterly consumed by what was missing and when he found his and Alex's legend(the legend of the great lady of Maraclea). He felt a connection to it and created his own little fantasy of him and another finding their maraclea’s.

He didn’t see him self as Maraclea and he knew he had to find someone, so he connected the jack of spades card to the legend of Maraclea. This pulling Alex in.

They were so connected, in their thoughts, emotions, and their entire bodies were also in way contrasting the other(if that makes sense). After time, after countless reincarnations since the first death(the legend), they have known each other and have started to mirror the other in past lives.

In every moment of becoming one, all of the reincarnations, I think in this one it is the first time they had found their original selves. In previous lives they might have just subconsciously followed the same path as the originals. Found eachother, “Maraclea” dies, “Templar knight” is lost in grief and in some they will take something from the grave, a bone or a beloved object and carry it until they die, never wanting to part from it. They would worship it unknowingly.

In others, they might not return to the grave and take anything. This will haunt them, even if they don’t know why. And they will die soon after. Once they have been intertwined and have become one, they cannot be separated. a part of Maraclea has to be carried by the “Templar knight” or it will slowly kill them, it has already been decided by fate. Why? Perhaps it is the curse for taking the skull the first time, for a mortal to gain the power of an immortal being.

For Alex and Nigel being aware of the legend of having and indescribable knowing that it is a deep part of them, I think their experience would be quite different from their previous lives. They know what is expected to happen, what they need to do, but they are not all knowing of it. They still have ignorance, Alex refusing it and Nigel not being aware that he is the real Maraclea. In every life they will be fated to the same outcome and there is nothing they can do to escape the curse that the originals are responsible for.

They obtained eternity, but at what cost?

(Edited: also thinking about how Nigel is so desperate about eternity, it’s dramatic irony)

[writtenbyan-aries]

Warnings are for the WHOLE SERIES | SMUT18+, strong language, swearing, enemies to lovers, mentions of weapons, knives, guns, gunfire, KNIFE PLAY, blood, injuries, wounds, arguing, some physical fighting, torture, mentions of drugs, smoking weed, mentions of car accident, fbi!reader, reader being restrained, kissing, biting, hair pulling, scratching, unprotected sex, creampie, oral (m rec), violence and filth

Word Count: 3.3k | unedited

PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE | PART FOUR | PART FIVE | PART SIX | PART SEVEN | PART EIGHT | PART NINE | PART TEN

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This wasn’t the ideal way you wanted to tell Jake.

This isn’t at all the way you wanted him to find out, but it was too late. He knew, and it was still a tense situation.

“Get away from her.” Jake clenches his jaw, his hand falling from his wounded abdomen. You’ve never seen Jake’s eyes grow this dark before.

It kind of scared you.

The guy laughs, “How convenient.” He scoffs, “Maybe it can be a-“ You cut him off with a punch to the nose and you duck out of there before he can grab you. You rip your hand away from his fingers, falling down behind your island counter.

“Now you’re really dead.” He mumbles, grunting as Jake runs and shoves him against the wall. You move to look around, seeing Jake’s fist repeatedly meet the guys face over and over again.

He was yelling at him after each punch, going on about how touching you was the worst mistake he’s ever made.

“Jake..” you lay your hand on your stomach, “Jake.”

He stops, looking over at you and his face softens, “Fuck.” He looks back at the unconscious man in his grasp. He steps back, dropping him to the floor and turns to you.

Before he can even take a step, he falls to the ground with a heavy thud.

“Jake!” You crawl over quickly, “Oh.. oh my god, Jake. Baby.” You apply pressure on his stomach and slide your hand up to caress his cheek, “Jake, Jake. Look at me.”

His eyes slowly flutter open, “Y-you’re pregnant?”

You nod, “Yes, yes im pregnant.” You sniffle, leaning up, “I need you. What do I need to do? We need help.” He slides his hand down, struggling to get into his pocket, “Call.. Colby.”

“Colby.” You nod, working to slide his phone from his pocket with your free hand, “Colby.”

You lay his phone on his chest, frantically searching for Colby’s name. You presses the call button a few times and put it on speaker, “Stay with me, Jake, please.”

“Yo, what’s u-“

“Colby. Colby. It’s-it’s y/n.” You take a shaky breath, “I need you guys here. Some-some guy came in, shot Jake.”

“We’re on our way. Is he awake? alert?” He asks, and you can hear the shuffle of everyone else following him, “Where is he shot at?”

“He keeps coming in and out. He beat the hell out of him, and then just fell to the ground. He- in the right side of his abdomen.” Your thumb runs over Jake’s cheek and he gasps, “Baby.. baby..” his bloody hands grab your arm, “Y/n..”

“He’s awake.” You lean up, still holding pressure on his wound, “They’re coming, I’m on the phone with Colby. Just stay with me, okay. Can you do that?”

“Y-yeah.” He groans, “Fuck, this fucking hurts.” He goes to sit up but you stop him, “You can’t- lay down, Jake. You were shot, you can’t-“

“Are you okay?”

You nod, “Yes, Jake. I’m okay.”

“Is the baby okay?”

All at once, Colby, Johnnie, and Sam gasp, “Baby!?”

“We’re almost there.” Colby assures, “Hang on, Jake.”

You nod, “I’m fine. We’re fine.” You look down at your hand, the site of Jake’s blood making you more nervous the more red you see, “You’ll be just fine, too.”

“Coming in.” Colby informs and a few seconds later, they’re coming in through the door.

Everything happens so fast. You’re pulled away by Sam. Colby takes your place and Johnnie helps.

“Y/n.” Sam waves his hand in front of your face, “Hey, hey.” He snaps, “Look at me.” He leans over and you look at him, “t-that guy.. was going to shoot me..” you take a shuttered breath, “Then.. he shot Jake and it all came out, I just- I didn’t mean for this to happen.”

“Hey, hey. None of this is your fault.” Sam assures, “None of it.” He wraps his arm around your shoulders, “Are you okay? Do you need to-“

“No, no.” You sniffle, taking a deep breath, “I’m fine.”

“Y/n.” Colby looks back, “Do you have tweezers, or something I can use to try and get this bullet put?”

“Uh.” You look around, “I have- I have a medical kit. Hold- sorry. I’ll go get it.” You run back to your room, getting into your closet. You dig through the stuff on the floor, pulling out a zipped bag.

You run back out, handing Johnnie the bag.

Sam walks you into the living room, sitting you down on the couch, “do you know if he’s dead?”

You shrug, “He hasn’t moved since Jake dropped him.”

“Yeah, with how he looks..” Sam shakes his head, “I wouldn’t doubt it.”

You lay your hand on your stomach and Sam motions, “Do you know how far along you are?” You look up at him, “I found out like a week and a half ago, so probably like five, almost six weeks maybe?”

He nods, “You should probably go and get checked.”

You shake your head, “I can’t-“

“They’re not going to let anything happen to him.” Sam kneels down, “We need to make sure you’re okay, too. It’s what he would want.”

You look between him and Jake, and you sigh, “Yeah, you’re right.” You stand up and Sam nods, “I’m taking her to get checked out. Make sure the baby is okay.”

“Good idea. I’ll call you if anything changes.” Colby says without looking up. His hands are bloodied and you suddenly feel like you could puke.

Sam takes you over to the sink, washing off as much of the blood as he can from your hands and arms. Your eyes fixate on Jake’s smudged fingerprints being washed away.

“We need to get you changed. Can’t have you going in there with blood on your clothes.” Sam says lowly as he leads you back to your room, “I’ll be out here.”

You nod, turning to grab a new set of clothes before making your way back out. You step outside, taking a deep breath as you make your way to your car.

“I can drive.” Sam reaches out and you hand him the keys, “Thank you.” You walk around and get into the passenger seat, Sam getting in the drivers seat, “Which hospital?”

“The one on main.” You rest your head back, “Hold on, I might have to puke.”

He nods, giving you a minute before you nod, “False alarm.”

He starts to drive, and it’s mostly a quiet ride. Every now and then, he’d ask if you were feeling okay, and it was almost the same answer - you were fine.

“I’ll stay out here.” Sam scoots down in the seat, “Text me if you need anything.”

“Thank you.” You get out, making your way in to the desk. The lady behind it smiles, “Hi, what can I do for you today?”

“I’m pregnant and I slipped while mopping my floors, I just want to get checked out and make sure everything is okay.”

She nods, “Okay, what’s your name?”

“Y/n Y/l/n.”

“Date of birth?”

You finish answering her triage questions and you’re taken back to a room. They have you change into a gown and you’re settled on the bed.

About forty five minutes later, the door slides open and you let out a sigh, mumbling under your breath, “Finally.”

“Hello, y/n?” The lady asks and you nod, “Yes, y/n y/l/n.” She nods, “Okay. I’m Teresa from L and D, I’m going to be giving you an ultrasound today. I heard you had a fall, can you tell me what happened?”

You nod, laying back, “Yeah, I was mopping my floors, got a little bit too much water and I didn’t see it right away, and the sneakers I was wearing were definitely not non-slip.”

She nods, “Okay. And how far along do you think you are?”

“I took a test a week and a half ago. So probably like sixish weeks maybe?” You pull your gown up as she pulls the stirrups from the bed, “I’m going to do an internal ultrasound, that’ll give us the best view of the fetus.”

You nod, sliding down and putting your feet into the ends of the metal footrests.

She moves down, lifting the blanket, “I’ll let you go ahead and guide the probe.” You nod, reaching down, and as soon as it’s in, she studies the screen, “You are definitely pregnant, my dear, and from the looks of it..” she turns the screen, “Your baby is just fine.”

She clicks the keys a few times, but you paid no attention.

Your eyes were fixated on the little gummy bear looking baby on the screen. You felt tears welling up in your eyes and you take a sharp breath, “They’re okay?”

She nods, “Yes, your baby is looking good. You’re measuring at about five and a half, so almost six. Here.” She clicks a button and a fast heart beat fills your ears.

“That’s your baby’s heartbeat.”

You lay a hand over your lips and you squeeze your eyes shut. You knew you were scared, terrified actually, but you were also happy. Excited, even.

She pulls the probe out and glances at you, “I’ll print off some pictures for you. I’ll go consult with the O.B, but I think you’re going to be good to go here in a little while.” She smiles and looks down as the machine makes a whirring noise, “These are for you.”

She hands you a row of ultrasound pictures, one with the hearth rhythm below the main picture.

“Thank you.” You sniffle, eyes scanning over each black and white picture.

“I’ll let this here for you. Just wipe off with it whenever you’re ready.” She lays a towel on your bed and you nod, “Thank you.”

She nods and leaves the room.

You grab the towel, eyes unable to go anywhere but the photos laying next to you as you wipe off. As soon as you’re done, you change into your clothes, and after another hour, at least that’s what it felt like, you were sent home.

You walk out to the car, pulling the door open and you immediately hand Sam the ultrasound pictures, “Five and a half weeks. I heard the heartbeat.”

Sam slowly takes the pictures and looks at you, “You’re both okay?” He goes back to looking at the pictures as soon as you nod.

You sniffle, “Is this.. I mean, I know how it happened, but like.. is Jake going to be okay with this?”

Sam turns towards you, “I heard him asking about you on the phone. I think he’s going to be okay with it.” He hands you back the pictures, “Colby texted. They got him all done and bandaged up. Now we just go back and wait for him to wake up.”

“Will he?” You ask quietly and Sam shrugs as he starts to drive, “I hope so.”

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“You need sleep, y/n. You can’t go without it. Not anymore.” Colby argues, “Go lay down. We will come get you when he wakes up.”

“What about him?” You motion, “Don’t you need to take care of that?”

“We’ll get to him, okay. Right now, you. And Jake. Are our main priorities.” Colby looks back at you, “Now, go. I promise, you’ll be the first one we get.”

“I’m the only one you’ll get.” You roll your eyes and Colby fights back a smirk, “Exactly. Now go. Rest.”

You let out a sigh, “Fine.”

You make your way back to your room, your eyes fixating on the bloodied clothes on the ground and you let out a sigh. You pull the blankets back, and lay down.

Your mind swirls with thoughts, but your unknown exhaustion hits you like a truck, causing you to knock out.

A few hours later, you feel a hand running over your hair.

You stir around, eyes fluttering open as you roll onto your back, “Jake?”

“I had to make sure you were okay.”

You gasp, sitting up and wrapping your arms around his neck, “Oh my god. You’re okay?” He wraps his arm around your back, “I’m okay. I couldn’t leave you even if I wanted to.” He chuckles, groaning lowly, “I’m so glad you’re okay.”

“I’m glad you went with Sam.” He whispers, “Everything was good, I take it?”

You nod, leaning back, “Yeah. Did Sam-“

“I seen them.” He smiles, “I know that wasn’t the proper way of telling me, but I’m glad you said something. If something were to happen to you, and I found out after..”

He shakes his head and you run your hand up his arm, “I’m right here.” You take a deep breath, leaning out to see Colby standing in the doorway.

He gives you a nod and you watch him walk away.

Jake leans in, pressing his lips to yours, “I’m sorry.”

“For what?” You whisper, looking up at him, “If you’re about to go on a spiel about everything over the last-“

“I’m sorry that I didn’t get you out of here sooner.” He reaches up, wincing in pain, “Don’t pack anything, I’m going to have the guys make it look like an abduction gone wrong.”

You raise your brows, heart beating faster as you nod, “Okay.”

“I’ll get you all new stuff. Whatever you need, okay?” He leans in to kiss your head, “I love you.”

“I love you.” You lean back in, hugging his neck, “I’m so glad you’re okay.” He rubs his hand over your upper back, “I’m glad you’re okay.”

“Come on. Let’s get you out of here.” He slowly stands up and you nod, looking around one last time.

This was it.

Your ticket out.

And you couldn’t stamp it fast enough.

As you walk out, you notice the body of the intruder was no longer there. All of Jake’s blood had been cleaned up, and it looked like there was absolutely no altercation at all.

“Johnnie.” Jake motions, and Johnnie comes over, “What’s up?”

“I need you to take y/n to the car. Don’t, let her out of your site.” Jake stares at him, and he nods, “I can do that.” He looks at you, “Ready?”

You take a deep breath before you nod, “Yeah.”

Johnnie leads you out to the car and you both get in. You look back up at your house, “What are they doing?”

“Making sure they’re no evidence of us, and they’re trashing the place, making it look like there was a fight.” Johnnie answers, “How are you feeling?”

You look back at him, “I don’t know, nervous, excited, ready. Tired.” You laugh, “All of it, I guess.”

“That’s to be expected.” He glances up at the house, “You know..” he shakes his head, “Nevermind.”

“No, what? Tell me.” You laugh, “I think by now you know you can trust me.” He looks at you and nods, “Yeah.” He chuckles, “You’re right. I just, was going to say, that I didn’t think you’d help us like you have. I will admit, I had my doubts about you, but you’ve proven yourself to me, to all of us.” He pauses, “Jake loves you. He never showed interest in anyone like he does you.”

“I can’t tell you how many times I’ve wanted to just turn myself in, take as much of the fall as I could for you guys. But I didn’t. Something in me just wouldn’t let that happen.” You sigh, “I love, Jake, too. He’s someone I never pictured myself being with, but now that’s he’s in my life, I can’t picture myself without him.”

Johnnie smirks, “He still yells at me sometimes for hitting your side of the car.”

“Forgive and forget. I’m alive.” You laugh, “But, can I ask just one question thought?”

“Shoot.” He nods, and you tilt your head, “who thought it was a good idea to let the one with no license drive?”

Johnnie laughs, “I.. actually have no idea on that. Maybe when we get to where we’re going, we can clear that up.”

You nod with a laugh, “sounds good.”

“So what was it like being an agent?” Johnnie asks and you shrug, “It was different. It was never the same job every time. Each case was different. It was not only nerve racking, but also exhilarating.” You tilt your head, “What’s it like being a criminal?”

He laughs, “You should know that by now.”

“Right. Trick question.” You swallow, “Do you know where we’re going?”

He shrugs, “Jake said we aren’t supposed to tell you yet.”

“Oh.” You nod, “Understandable. Is he afraid I might back out?” He shakes his head, “No. he just wants to surprise you I guess.”

You look back over, sitting up as you see the three of them coming out of the door and down the steps.

Jake gets in and Sam and Colby file in the back next to Johnnie.

You look at Jake and he reaches for your hand. You take it, smiling slightly as he presses your knuckles to his lips, “Ready to start over?”

You nod, “Get me out of here.”

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After a few hours of driving, you come to a stop.

You notice a small jet on a runway, and you look at Jake, “Are we going in that?” You look at him and he nods, “Yes, baby. Are you afraid of flying?”

You shake your head, “No. not at all.”

He nods, looking back at Colby, “You’ll meet us there in a few days, right?”

Colby nods, “Yeah, I’m going to get rid of this, hang out for a few days to see how long it takes them to realize she’s missing, and then I’ll fly down.”

“Good deal.” Jake nods, “Alright. Let’s go.” Jake gets out, walking around to open your door and he leads you to the plane.

“What’s good, Joe?” He greets the pilot with a hand shake, “We’re heading to the land down under.”

“Colby isn’t coming?” He asks and Jake shakes his head, “Well send you back here to get him when he’s ready. He’s hanging back a few days.”

The pilot nods, “Alright.” He looks at you, “This the precious cargo you were talking about?” Jake laughs, “Yeah, this is her.”

You smile, shaking your head as you turn to walk up the plane’s steps. Jake follows you up, sitting down next to you, “People are going to know your face, so when we get there, we’ll just lay low for a little bit. I’ll go out and get you whatever you need, want, and then after a little while, we’ll move, unless you like it there.” He shrugs, “We can do whatever it is you want.”

You nod, “Um, is Joe-“

Jake instantly cuts you off, “He’s in on what we do. He isn’t going to say a word.” He takes your hand, “I promise.”

“How are you feeling? I’m actually shocked to see you up and moving like this.” You glance down at Jake’s stomach, “Colby had to dig to get the bullet out.”

“Colby’s trained in that shit. I’m only up and moving because I have to.” He leans in, pressing a kiss to your forehead, “Now just, sit back, relax, and eat something. I need you and the baby to be okay.”

“We’ll be fine, Jake.” You reach forward, grabbing a snack, “But I am a lot hungrier.” You laugh and Jake sighs, “we have a long flight ahead of us.”

Fifteen hours later, Jake gently runs his fingers up and down your arm, “Hey.”

You lift your head from his shoulder, eyes squinting as you look out the window.

“Welcome to Sydney, baby.”

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Don’t come for me about this taking forever lol. I write what I feel like writing, and I’ve been working on this for a week because I’ve been in and out of a non writing trench. But I’m going to probably do one more part and then I’m going to wrap it up, maybe, who knows.

Thank you for reading. I love you always! Catch you in the next one! 🖤

Likes and reblogs are majorly appreciated!

[amii201]

HOLYYYYY MATT LOOKS SEXY ASFFFF😫😫😫

[slxtarchive]

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ✦ 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐁𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐊

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. when you find yourself struggling in one of your classes, you thank your lucky stars for such a helpful professor

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃. yes, you can find it here.

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓. SMUT ! age gap [ up to your interpretation but about a 4-5 yr age gap is intended ], degrading, use of the words dirty & filthy, name calling [ slut, dirty girl, filthy girl, whore, sir ], pinch of handjobs, pnv sex [ unprotected - not recommended ], table sex & standing doggy style.

𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒. he looks so good in that photo. thank you for being patient, i hope you enjoyyy [ divider is made from youtube & capcut ]

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓. 2.4k.

the classroom was quiet, the only thing heard was the scratching of the chalk on the old school chalkboard. standing in front of the equation you tried and tried to think of how to solve it but ended up stumped. your lips pressed into a pout as you turned around. “i don’t get it.” you sighed, finally turning to glance in colby’s direction.

professor brock with his hands on his hips leaned back against his desk. he crossed his arms and gave you an encouraging nod. “alright, where are you stuck?”

you bit your cheek. “um, everywhere?” you replied, motioning to the unsolved problem on the board.

he let out a soft laugh, pushing himself off the desk, and walked over to stand beside you. “okay, let’s just break it down again,” he spoke pointing to the beginning of the equation. “what’s the very first thing you do here.” his tone was soft and light holding a bit of a intelligent sound.

you hesitated getting a bit distracted by the wafting scent of his cologne. you bit your cheek trying to think about the equation. “simplify?” you guessed mindlessly.

he held a light grin. “close.” his voice was so patient. “distribute first, then simplify. go on, try it.” he nodded to the boards.

you nodded slowly grabbing the chalk and began to write. you were on a roll but your hand froze halfway through. “shit — no this doesn’t even make sense.” you groaned, glancing up at him.

your professor sighed, stepping closer so he was standing right behind you. “here,” his tone was light. “let me guide you.”

he reached out, placing his hand gently over yours. his touch was warm and steady, and he guided you through the motion of writing out and solving the next step.

you felt a fire ignite on your skin and your heart started to race. his breathing was slow on your neck as he focused on solving the problem. everything about this intrigued you, turned you on even. he was so — “see?” he murmured, his breath brushing against your ear. “it’s not as complicated as it looks.”

you looked at the problem and noticed everything had been solved. you had been daydreaming. you swallowed harshly before speaking up, “i don’t know.” the uncertainty in your voice was apparent. you tilted your head up at him slightly noticing the flush in his cheeks. “it still feels… complicated.” the eye contact you made with him felt very intimate so he found himself stepping back.

he froze as he put distance between the both of you, your hands no longer touching anymore. “you just need practice.” he cleared his throat.

the way he stood there awkwardly showed you that he felt the exact same way. how he put his hands in his pockets and tried to avoid any extra eye contact.

“maybe,” you bit your lip to fight off a huge grin as you turned toward him. “or maybe i just need the right teacher.”

colby raised a brow noticing your flirty tone and how your posture was telling. “yn…” he said with a warning, though his voice was soft.

“what?” you asked, feigning innocence. “i’m just saying, you’re really good at this.”

his jaw tightened, and he looked away, trying to focus on anything but the way you were staring at him. “we should continue to focus on the math now.” he said, his voice low.

you put on a playful pout. “i am focusing.” you replied taking a step closer. “but maybe i just need a little… incentive.”

colby’s chest rose and fell heavily as he met your gaze. “yn, this… this isn’t— ”

“isn’t what?” you raised your brows. “professor, you don’t have to pretend like you don’t feel anything that i feel.” your voice was quiet and insistent.

he ran a hand through his dark hair looking at the way your shirt was tight around your body leaving just a few to the imagination. how your skin looked so soft, so smooth, so pure. his resolve slowly crumbled around your boldness. “this is a bad idea.” he muttered softly, barely above a whisper.

you were closer than ever before, your body nearly making contact with his. she looked up at his tall figure. “then stop me.” you whispered, your voice daring as you stepped one more inch closer.

he didn’t move. not one inch. he couldn’t. he wanted this.

for a long charged moment, neither of you spoke. your heart was beating so fast, racing even but you held your stance. you searched colby’s eyes trying to wonder what his next step would be.

then, as if something inside him snapped, coming closer to the distance between you. his hands found your waist, pulling you against him as his lips claimed yours.

the kiss was intense, a release of all the tension that had been building between you two. you pressed your hand against his chest, tilting your head to deepen the kiss as he backed you against the chalkboard.

you gasped as your back hit the wall. he pushed you further up against it kissing you with passion and need.

when you both finally pulled apart, you were breathless and felt dizzy trying to register what just happened. colby rested his forehead against yours. “this is going to get us both in trouble.” his voice was hoarse.

you lightly smiled, licking your bottom lip. your fingers curled into his shirt clutching it in your hands and pulled him closer. you then whispered against his lips, “then let’s make it worth it.”

he seemed to have an internal battle within himself before he grabbed your face pulling you toward his slowly, tortuously slow. your lips touched ever so slightly as your breathing mingled with his. he sighed softly, wanting to connect them.

you leaned forward trying to mold them together but he pulled back teasingly. he grinned looking at your eyes and then lips. you let out the slightest whimper that had him lose all control.

he molded your lips with his gripping your waist with urgency. your moans got caught in your throat as he grabbed you harshly before muttering ‘up’. you gasped before jumping so his hands rested on your ass carrying you over to sit on his desk.

he knew it was risky but at this point in time, he didn’t care. he shoved everything off his desk to make room for you and continued to kiss you on your lips, then brought his own all the way down to your neck — sucking and biting. “this is so wrong.” he groaned against your neck.

your eyes fluttered shut loving the feeling of his skin on yours. your chest was moving up and down as you tried to speak through your staggered breathing. “is it?” you questioned, trailing your hand down until you found his print. he was hard under his slacks. you felt excitement course through you as your brain rested on the thought of how you were turning colby on.

you palmed him through the thick material of his pants, earning a low groan from him. he clutched your hips pulling you closer to him. you moved your hand from between you two allowing your centers to collide with one another. you felt that pressure send a shock up inside you. “feels so good.” you whined as you held onto colby’s shoulders.

a low laugh left his lips. “yeah?” he fiddled with his belt with his free hand. you took your hands off his shoulder one by one to prop yourself up. he took his hand off your hip looking down at you as you sat down staring up at him. “so pretty starin’ at me.” he licked his bottom lip unbuckling it swiftly before unbuttoning his pants.

you pulled him by the belt loops of his pants then brought your hand up to his chest clutching his shirt. “make me feel pretty.” you pulled him closer. he looked down at you just before grabbing the waistband of your skirt and tugging it down a bit. you lifted your hips so that he could fully take it off so it pooled hanging off your legs.

his hand reached inside your panties using two fingers to collect your arousal. “already so wet for me, so filthy.” he purred. “my filthy girl.” he brought your slick up to your clit slowly rubbing circles. you bit your lip whimpering slightly.

he kept this going as he spoke in your ear. “you love the thought of fucking your professor? dirty dirty girl.” his fingers picked up the pace stimulating you so good. his words also brought you close and faster than you’ve ever cum before. you felt yourself try to catch your breath and keep up. “gonna have to teach you another lesson huh?”

you nodded the pleasure practically blinding you as you clenched your eyes shut. you felt your legs practically shaking as you felt your impending orgasm. suddenly colby stopped his actions, bringing his fingers up to his mouth. your eyes were mesmerized by how he licked and sucked them clean. “wanna taste you so bad but i have a meeting in a few minutes. can’t believe a dirty slut like you…” he grabbed your jaw. “would make me late for a meeting, all because you’re greedy and needy for my cock, yeah?”

that mouth of his had you completely dripping on his desk. he noticed laughing humorlessly. “making a mess too, so disrespectful.” he pouted. “you wanna be like that, probably shouldn’t give you what you want huh?” he stood still not making any more to continue what was happening.

his words causing you to speak up. “n-no! please… please fuck me.” you begged. “promise i’ll be a good girl for you professor.” you bit your lip as you called him his professional name. he raised a brow, secretly loving the way you called him that but he was looking for more.

“beg more. how bad do you want my cock, huh?” he put your hair behind your ear.

you gulped bringing your hand inside his boxers before grabbing his hard dick and gently pumping him once. “s-so bad sir. so bad, been wanting it.” you licked your lips as you saw his head lull back at your touch. “want you so bad. promise i won’t be filthy anymore. i’ll always be a good girl for you.” you blinked at him.

you were so hard to resist for him, he just had to give you what you wanted.

he licked his teach grabbing your hand and moving it aside grabbing his own cock out. he pumped himself a few times before nudging your legs further apart. he lined himself up with you feeling how smooth and silky you felt.

your hands fell behind you once again holding your balance. you almost felt yourself collapse when colby pushed all the way inside you. you gasped your jaw dropping as you felt him immediately nudge that sweet spot and at that moment, you knew you weren’t going to last long. he thrust in and out of you slowly enjoying the feeling of you wrapped around him.

he moaned at how your walls closed around and swallowed him. “taking me so well. whore for this cock, yeah?” he grabbed your hips thrusting in and out. the view in front of you is so hot. the way his hair fell in front of his eyes, how it was sticking to his forehead because of his sweat — a dream you got to see in reality.

he looked at his watch noticing he had to speed things up. “fuck — have only five minutes.” he groaned, “wish i could take my time with you.” he muttered. he ended up pulling you off the desk and turning you around. “don’t worry baby, gonna make you feel so good, jus’ quicker.” he said sliding back in. you gripped the desk as he pushed down onto his. skin slapping together echoed through the lecture hall — your tiny whimpers and moans threatening to escape.

you felt that natural feeling in your stomach rising up and banding together. you couldn’t help but clench around colby. “fuck — gonna cum! please please please…” you whimpered, the pleasure becoming too much.

colby had a lazy grin on his face as he felt the same way. “cum on my cock. be the greedy good girl you are and milk my cock.” he groaned, grabbing your hair into a makeshift ponytail as he felt himself spill inside you shortly after your legs shook in response to your orgasm.

your hands gripped the desk until they appeared white. sweat beading down your forehead.

in the silence that followed only your harsh breaths mingled in the air — the reality of what just happened settling into place. you slowly stood up as colby helped you lift up your underwear and skirt. you felt colby’s cum slowly dripping out of you; a reminder of what previously occurred.

you bit your cheek observing him buckling his pants up and fixing his collar. then he finally made eye contact with you. “i’m dropping you.” he stated.

your heart dropped out of your chest as he gathered his things. “what? i — im sorry professor brock. i… i didn’t mean to—”

he shook his head. “yn, i’m dropping you because i can’t have any romantic relations with a student.” his face did not at all show how serious dropping you from the class would be.

you gulped realizing he was right. did you regret what happened? you didn’t know. all you knew though was that you needed the class.

“i’ll make sure to get you enrolled in another class though.” he nodded. “and by no romantic relations with a student i mean, it’s because i… want to do this again. i’d like to take you out though, if that’s okay.”

his words caught you completely off guard. he just asked you out? it wasn’t just some in-the-heat-of-the-moment sex, he actually wanted to get to know you.

the smile that made its way onto your face was huge. he pressed his lips together trying to refrain from smiling back. “we'll talk tomorrow, can’t be late to this meeting.” he opened the door waving you over. “you have my number.” he stated as you walked out.

you nodded, giving him a polite smile. his thoughts raced clouding with thoughts of what just happened and what could happen as you walked away.

© 𝐬𝐥𝐱𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐞

[mortimerdreadnaught]

dungeons and dragons au lol

[hearts4golbach]

Hayloft.

This fanfiction is co-written by @charcharbinks333.

pairing:

Highschool!Sam Golbach x Highschool!Fem!Reader.

a/n:

"young lovers and they are not sleeping, young lovers in the hayloft."

proofread

warnings:

sexual references if you squint.

word count:

3.8k

Small, repetitive taps echoed throughout your room. Your eyes fluttered open, the noise finally startling you awake. You rolled out of your bed groggily, walking over to the window with careful steps.

You peeked outside to see a familiar blonde haired boy outside your window. He held a handful of the pebbles that decorated the outside of your house. You rolled your eyes and cracked your window open. “What the hell are you doing, Golbach? Do you even know what time it is?”

Sam stared up at you, immediately speechless as his eyes met yours. The dim lighting from your room barely illuminated your features, just enough for him to see. “Look, I know it’s late, and I’m probably the last person you want to see standing in your yard, but I have to show you something,” he pleaded, scattering the rocks back into their decorative piles among the grass.

He held a hand out to you, knowing you couldn’t reach, but simply as a gesture to imply you should follow him. You knew you’d be dead if your parents knew you were leaving this late, but couldn’t it be deemed worth it to see just what he was bothering you for?

“And why can't this wait til the morning?” You asked skeptically. His watercolor eyes held a hopeful look, seeing as your response wasn't necessarily negative. It definitely wasn't a no.

“What's the fun in that?” His big goofy smile made your heart skip a beat. He looked down, kicking at the dirt. “there's really no one else I'd rather show this to.”

You stared at him for a moment more, contemplating your options. If you got caught, you'd be dead. But, what's the worst that could happen? “And what do I get out of this?”

He shrugged. “Hanging out with me?”

The hopeful look he held was nothing if not enticing to you. You leaned out the window further, sighing as you checked for anyone else around. It was just him, clearly he had no ill intention. Or maybe he did.

“Eh, why the hell not,” you say with an obvious eye roll, shutting your window before he could respond. You take your time moving toward the back door, making your hasty exit before you could be caught.

“I knew you’d come around,” he cooed with a cocky smile.

“Honestly, kinda felt like I was being held at gunpoint,” you teased. “I mean, what can I say? Can't ignore you forever.”

He let out a small laugh. “I'm glad you feel that way.”

“Don't make me change my mind,” you warned. “What do you even have to show me, anyway? Don't you have your little boyfriend, Cole or something?”

“Colby is sleeping.” He emphasized his best friend's name. “My car is parked right up the street,” he mentioned, matching his walking pace with yours.

“Uh, excuse me. I was sleeping too,” you muttered.

“Well, he would've killed me if I woke him up. I thought since you want to kill me either way, it was worth a shot.” A small smile was plastered on his face. He felt as if he couldn't stop smiling, he finally got you to give him some sort of a chance.

You roll your eyes, chuckling dryly at his statement. “Yeah, whatever. I never wanted to kill you, necessarily. That’s just an exaggeration…”

It wasn’t at all an exaggeration. Your mind helplessly wandered to your past interactions, not a single one showing any sort of connection.

“Ew, as if, Golbach! Go bother your boyfriend instead,” you scoffed as he leaned closer to you, his signature—and clearly fake—cocky smirk plastered on his pale skin. You shoved him away and he stumbled back into a desk, his mouth hanging agape as he stared at you in shock. You’d never laid a hand on him, but he couldn’t do anything back… you were a girl! He couldn’t hit a girl…

The gross look on your face snapped him back to reality. “You know, that was really uncalled for,” he muttered before storming off.

You shook the thought from your head, seeing as that scene happened all the way back in middle school. Maybe in that moment, you did want to kill him, but you never truly did.

“Okay, Y/n.” He laughed, a sarcastic undertone to everything he said. You knew he was just protecting his heart. He had his guard up around you now, and you were starting to feel bad about it.

Your voice softened. You didn't know how to apologize without sounding like a pussy, but you felt like it was needed. The weird tension was slowly getting to you. “Maybe I disliked you very much, but I never hated you, Sam.”

“Past tense?” He asked, a laugh falling from his lips. “Do you actually like me now?”

“I can tolerate your presence,” you rebutted.

What seemed like a crack in his hard exterior became more and more visible by the second. He smiled. The realest smile you’d seen from him.

“Yeah, well, you’re not too bad yourself,” he joked, playfully bumping your shoulder with his.

You both finally arrived at Sam’s car, after what felt like an eternity. The next shocker—he opened the door for you. Your eyes lingered on him for a moment before you ducked down and settled yourself in the passenger seat.

“Y’know, I didn’t peg you for a gentleman.” He settled on his side and started the car after a few stalls. He glanced over at you with a dry chuckle, a clear and sarcastic sign that none of his gestures could be deemed gentlemanly.

Sam explained that it was quite a long drive before going quiet. An awkward silence filled the car as you listened intently to the soft radio.

As houses and barns started to disperse, you knew you were leaving town. It was a small town, give or take, so you weren't necessarily surprised. What you were was concerned. “Are you kidnapping me?”

Sam shook his head and chuckled, changing the radio station as he drove. “No, we’re going to a very common hang out spot among my friends. you may not like it though, princess,” he teased. He stopped his car in a large patch of pebbles, and all you could see was a large prairie on the outskirts of a small forest.

“Oh shit, are you taking me to the legendary barn?” You ask with an eager smile. You’d heard stories of this place, but never thought you’d ever go.

“Yeah, and it’s a long walk, so no complaining.” He got out of the car and walked around to your side, opening the door for you.

You couldn't help your face from heating up at the smallest gesture. The moon illuminated Sam's features, especially the ones you had never taken the time to notice. You caught yourself staring, making your heart jump. You looked down at your feet as you followed behind him.

You listened closely to Sam's soft footsteps in the dirt mixed with the noises of crickets chirping in the far distance. He quickly broke the silence. “I'm honestly surprised you've heard about our barn.”

“Your barn,” you muttered under your breath with a laugh. “It's not like you guys are secretive about your ‘investigations.’ Colby posts on his Facebook so much.”

Sam laughed sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck. “Yeah, no, that’s true… I tried to tell him our spot would be invaded if he kept posting, but he’s stubborn. Don’t get me wrong, though, he’s a great guy, just doesn’t think ahead." The way he spoke about his best friend was kind of cute, like he held Colby on a pedestal of sorts, it was admirable.

“Are we almost there?” you chimed, breaking the momentary silence. Sam holds a low-hanging branch out of your way as you enter the forest.

“Not much further, so don’t worry.” You both trekked through the forest, making it to the edge of the trees when the barn finally came into view.

The atmosphere was so peaceful, yet terrifying. Sam walking close beside you was a comforting presence. His hand brushed against yours, sending goosebumps all over your body. Your stomach was doing backflips as you looked at him.

He led you into the barn. You Looked up at the hay bales stacked close to the roof. Your jaw fell open at the sight. “How the hell do you even get up there?”

“Look, I’ll show you.” Dirt kicked up under his shoes as he jogged over to a singular hay bale on the floor. “You just climb up these, it's basically a staircase.” He jumped to the second one.

You bobbed over and climbed on top of it, following his lead. “Is this safe?”

He hesitated. “No.. But I'll make sure you're safe. don't worry, baby,” he teased with a smile. He held out his hand. You took it and he pulled you up to the next hay bale.

Baby? The name alone made your heart pound out of your chest, or maybe it was the anxiety from the American Ninja Warrior-esque trek up to the top of the hay bails. As you finally made it, you had a straight-shot view of the moon. There were holes in the aluminum panels that gave you a perfect view of the night sky, and only wooden beams supporting the metal that could easily fall on you at any moment.

“You said you come here often, right?” You wanted reassurance that the roof wouldn’t collapse on you and end up another town-wide horror story. He nodded his head as he settled toward the top of the hay, patting the spot next to him. You settle there hesitantly, nervous you’d fall down to your death at any moment.

“Don’t be afraid, you won’t fall,” he said, clearly comforting you. He wrapped his arm around your waist. “If you start falling, I’ll be here to make sure you don’t die or whatever.” He flashed a charming smile your way.

His touch made your mind foggy. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of your waist as you spoke. “What do you and Colby even do when you're here?”

“We play little kid games, like tag, and run around on the hay bales,” he explained. “Do you remember when I had to wear a fat ass brace to school for like, a week?”

You nodded. He seemed to be amused that you remembered such a small detail.

“Yeah, that was ‘cause my ankle got stuck in between these bales. Colby physically couldn't stop laughing at me.” Sam adjusted, scooting closer to you.

His obvious attempts to remain close to you didn’t go unnoticed. You fidgeted with the hem of your shirt, trying to find something to say to keep talking to him. You couldn’t help but love his voice, especially with him this close to you…

“I always found your voice really comforting, y’know,” you blurted out before you could stop yourself. His eyebrows raised in amusement as he glanced over at you, his teeth grazing his lower lip for a moment.

“Wow, really? People usually say I sound like a squeaky toy.” His joke was emphasized by an accidental voice crack, and his pale face immediately flushed red. You nudge him playfully with your elbow, teasing him.

“Aww, you sound like a 12 year old boy,” you coo.

“Wow, watch me hit puberty all over again,” he joked. “I'm kidding, I hit puberty a long time ago, don't worry.”

You rolled your eyes as he winked at you. “Thanks for letting me know,” you reply sarcastically.

“Really, though. I don't know what to say to that,” he admitted, avoiding eye contact with you. You watched intently as he picked at the hay under the two of you. He seemed hesitant, choking on his words. “Y/n, there's something I really need to tell you.”

You turn back to look at him, your head cocked to the side. You’d never seen him so hesitant, he seemed… insecure, even. You held your lower lip between your teeth for a moment, the tension between the two practically killing you. “Y-yeah…?”

His eyes drifted to somewhere behind you, his brows raising for a moment. He had the chance to get away from this painfully awkward position, realizing he wasn’t quite ready yet. “There’s a… There’s a ladder behind you, we could go to the roof, if you’d like,” he suggested with a coy shrug of his shoulders.

Sam mentally chided himself. He wanted so badly to confess to you, but something about the moment didn’t feel right. Something was off. He scratched the back of his neck nervously as he awaited your answer, looking up at you through his brows.

“Uhm, okay. Yeah.” Sam stood up and offered his hand to you. You gratefully took it and he pulled you to a standing position. You awkwardly followed him up the ladder to the roof.

The night was gorgeous. Out in the middle of nowhere, there weren't any lights or noises to interrupt the music of the nighttime. You admired the twinkling stars in the sky that reminded you of Sam's eyes every time he saw you. You couldn't get enough of how he looked at you.

He stood next to you, staring up at the sky as well. “It’s really nice outside,” he broke the silence, before turning to you. “Come sit with me?”

You hummed in response. He walked to the edge of the roof and sat down, letting his feet dangle off the ledge. You sat next to him, mirroring his position. You sat dangerously close to him, placing your hand on top of his softly.

You felt uneasy sitting up there, like you could fall at any moment. You looked down to the ground and tensed up, your hand squeezing Sam’s. He shifted closer to you and moved to wrap his arm around your shoulder, giving you a sense of comfort.

“Don’t worry, only a few people have fallen through or off this roof. Maybe like, 7?” You shove him gently as he tried to scare you, but it earned a hearty laugh from you.

“Alright, alright, no reason to be scared, blah blah…” you trail off as you turn your head, realizing just how close the two of you were. You could feel his warm breath against your face, causing a shudder to run down your spine.

Sam’s gaze flicked down to your lips momentarily, before meeting your eyes once again. Something was hidden in the pale blue color of his irises, some kind of longing. “There was something I wanted to tell you, y/n,” he whispered, each word he spoke laced with unease and anxiety.

“Just fucking spit it out, Golbach,” you muttered. He was so close, you could hear his uneasy breathing. “Please.”

“I love you, Y/n. God, I knew I'd love you as soon as we spoke for the first time, even if you were mean to me,” he paused, taking a deep breath.

Sam had been one of those untouchable boys since middle school. All of the girls wanted him, but he had never shown any interest. It was that moment you realized why.

His bright blue eyes met yours. “Fuck, I've never loved anyone like I love you. You don’t- You don't have to say anything, but I want you to know.” He moved his arm from your shoulder to wrap tightly around your waist. You could feel how badly he was shaking.

You raise your eyebrows, taking a moment to process everything he had said to you. Your hand trembled slightly as you reached out, brushing his hair away from his eyes gently.

“You mean more to me than you could ever know,” you murmured, “I never… meant to hurt you, Sam, I just taught myself to hate you because I thought you hated me, but in reality… goddamn, I think I love you too.” Your hand moves to cup his cheek, your touch ghosting his skin, feathery almost.

His shoulders relaxed as soon as you confessed. It was like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders, like he could walk on water. Anything was possible now that he knew: you loved him. He pulled you closer by your waist, his eyes boring holes into you.

“I’ve been waiting so long to hear you say that,” he whispered, his eyes fixed on your lips now, wanting more than anything to lean in closer.

His lips finally met yours. They moved in a sweet, sensual motion. He tasted of vanilla, a surprisingly sweet combination with your minty gum. He moved his hands down to your hips, squeezing gently as he held the kiss for as long as you let him.

Sam could've kissed you forever. You wrapped your arms around his neck and tangled your fingers in his honey locks.

You pulled away a moment to catch your breath, but he immediately chased your lips. He was insanely desperate for you, to not lose your touch for even a moment.

You tug playfully on his golden hair, earning a soft grunt from him. One of his hands moved to the roof beside you to keep himself steady.

He pulled away, breathing heavily. He gazed into your eyes, resting his sweaty forehead against yours. You couldn't help but smile and place a soft peck against his lips. “I love you, Sam. I'm sorry for everything before, I wish I wasn't so stupid.”

“You're not stupid. I’m stupidly in love with you.” He grinned at the cheesy saying. You rolled your eyes with a contradictory smile.

He took your hand in his, rubbing his thumb over your knuckles slowly. He looked up at the sky, the stars shining beautifully, sure, but they couldn’t compare to you.

“There's Orion's belt.” you pointed out the constellation, a smile on your face. What a dork… he thought to himself. He followed your hand and looked up at the sky once again, finding the constellation easily with your guidance.

“All these stars, yet somehow you shine brighter,” he murmured, as if thinking aloud without realizing. a red hue meets your cheeks as you look back at him, your brows raised.

“Well I'll be damned, he’s a poet,” you teased. He rolled his eyes and scoffed.

“Yeah, yeah, I'm a poet and I didn't even know it or whatever corny shit you’re gonna say next,” he laughed sarcastically.

You lightly slapped his shoulder. “Now I'm the corny one?”

He rolled his eyes. “I should probably take you home soon, don't want your parents flipping out.”

You let out a sad sigh. “I guess you're right.”

The venture back to the car was no easier than getting there. Sam helped you down the ladder and off of the hay bales. He interlocked his fingers with yours as you carefully walked out of the barn.

“When can I see you again?” he asked suddenly. “I mean, I know we have school Monday, but that's still one day I don't get to see you. Do you even know how much I hate that?”

You giggled. “If I'm not grounded, come over tomorrow. My parents are working, so we'll have the whole house to ourselves.”

He smirked, “I'm completely okay with that.”

You slapped his arm again. “Shut up, not like that!”

He shrugged. “Can’t blame a boy for his mind wandering.”

The drive back to your house was silent as Sam was caught in his own mind. He could see you again tomorrow? And what did tonight mean for the two of you? He wanted to be your boyfriend, more than anything, but he couldn’t be sure that you wanted the same. He tapped his fingers against the steering wheel to the rhythm of the song playing—some old rock song or something.

He parked a few houses down from yours, getting out of the car before you and jogging around to your side to once again open the door for you.

“You are such a gentleman,” you say with a fake posh accent and a clumsy faux-curtsey. You giggle as he shuts the door as quietly as possible, not wanting to raise suspicion from anyone on the street.

He walked you back to your house, his arm around your shoulder, shielding you from the cold.

“You planning on coming in with me or something?” you accused with a quiet laugh under your breath.

“I mean, do you want me to?”

“Yeah,” you tried to say nonchalantly, but ended up giggling.

He followed you in through the back door and tiptoed quietly through the house. This was the first time he was really seeing your room. He looked around at your pale walls that were covered with miscellaneous decorations and your messy bed. He couldn't help but smile. He felt like he was looking at your whole life in one small area. To be fair, he was.

You collapsed onto your bed with a huff. “I am exhausted.”

“I’ll let you go back to sleep, I'm going to go home.” He walked over and placed a kiss on your forehead. “I love you, y/n.”

“Wait!” You grabbed his hand as he started to walk towards your door. “Stay, please?”

His face lit up as you grabbed his hand, he turned back to you, kneeling beside your bed. “Do you really want me to stay?” he whispered, his brows quirked.

“Of course I do.” You scoot closer to the wall and pat the spot on your bed beside you. He hesitantly sat down, leaning back against your headboard. He looked up and saw the Napoleon Dynamite poster on your ceiling, which brought a small smile to his lips.

“I love Napoleon Dynamite,” he said, looking down at you once again. You looked 10 times more comfortable with him sitting beside you. His heart was immediately warmed seeing you grasp onto his sleeve.

“So do I,” you said in a surprisingly casual tone, considering your stomach was being immediately swarmed with butterflies as he mentioned loving your favorite movie.

Silence filled the room for a moment. He interrupted the silence. “Why are you so far away? c'mere.”

He opened his arms to you as he laid down in your bed. You wrapped your arms around him, resting your head on his chest. “Y'know, it's so much cozier in here with you.”

He smiled, placing a kiss on the top of your head. “Everything's better when I'm with you.”

You felt your heart, which was once pounding against your ribcage as you adjusted to his touch, calming down as you cuddled into his chest. You exhaled softly, feeling your eyelids growing heavier by the moment.

“Goodnight, Golbach,” you teased, finally feeling the warmth of your duvet as he pulled it over the both of you.

“Goodnight, Y/N.” He kissed the top of your head once again. He ran his hand up and down your back, slowly coaxing you into sleep.

[tyummyz]

ᝰ.ᐟ the sounds of opposite style . . . ✉️

summary = while swan is trying to decorate their cozy, pink living room for christmas, she’s met by some…unexpected music from colby.

warnings = cursing + just silly fluff with swan and colby

a / n = thank you to @mattsbows , ur inbox inspired this whole thing

swan was stood on a birch step-stool infront of her and colby’s tree. she was tying some pink ribbons onto the branches that she could now reach with help of the stool. swan had also decided that she definitely wasn’t doing the back of the tree since ‘nobody would see it anyways’. she had some pink, plaid pajama pants on, the ones that colby gave her for christmas of course, and colby was supposed to be wearing his matching ones — but he was in some black sweatpants, back in the bedroom since he claimed he was too tired to help swan decorate.

swan jumped off the stool and smiled, stepping back until she was against the counter. she looked up and down in satisfaction, giving a few excited jumps because of how pretty their tree looked. she pulled her phone out and took a couple pictures of it to put on instagram later.

“perfect!” swan whispered to herself, clapping her hands a bit. she went to the oven while it started to beep, she grabbed her pink oven-mitt and pulled a tray of soon-to-be peanut butter blossoms. she sat them on the counter and took another picture before letting them cool. she sat on the counter and laid back on it, her blonde hair sprawling out all over the marble counters.

everything seemed to be all relaxed while swan waited for the cookies to be cooled off enough to plop some hershey kisses onto them. well, it was calm until the tv in the living room switched on and $uicideboy$ started blasting throughout the house.

swan squealed and dropped her phone, covering her ears and groaning. she walked over and saw spotify open on the tv, she immediately rolled her eyes. wouldn’t be the first time colby connected to the tv and blasted music.

“colby!” swan screamed, her voice drowned out by the music. swan looked around at her and colby’s living room (which was slowly becoming just her living room). the loud music a contrast between the bow-shaped throw pillows, the soft pink and white blankets draped over the black couches, the shades of pink and white decorations that covered every shelf there, the small candles on the glass coffee table. it all screamed ‘swan’, but this music was all colby.

swan groaned and she stormed back to her and colby’s room, pushing the door open with her hip and walking to colby who was laying back on the bed. she grabbed his phone and shut off the music, crossing her arms and looking down at her dumbfounded boyfriend.

“uh…hey, gorgeous.” colby yapped, giving swan that goofy smile she always found adorable.

“colby— no more connecting to the tv! it’s ruining my whole vibe i got going on.” swan huffed, looking at her boyfriend, who was still in pajamas.

“sorry, baby. how about i come help you bake to make up for it?” colby’s words immediately got a smile on swan’s face,

“get in your pink pajamas and come meet me in the kitchen!” she cheered, kissing his nose and skipping to the kitchen.

the rest of their night went exactly as swan wanted, colby claimed the pink pjs and the cookies were all ruining his day, but swan knew he was just joking.

the two also knew this wouldn’t be the last time that colby blasted his music, and it certainly wasn’t the first.

[conquezts]

Definitely not gonna be the last Hogwarts AU post, but I'll stop for now haha....

I might actually end up making proper lore for this in a way it still keeps Like Mind's own lore, with Nigel still being obsessed with the Templar Knights but I'll have to change some stuff up with the plot, too (and perhaps some of the knights were wizards dunno)

I still need time to think to piece together everything so that it'll make sense 💔 I have not made an AU in years.

[lunior-art]

The Knave and His Spade

they just do something to my brain chemistry i can’t explain it they might just be my 13th reason

@necessarymeanstoanend your like minds art is genuinely so good i could not compare

progress pic! yipee

(i’ve also never produced art in such speed before im scared)

[ericshoney]

Heartbreak ~ Brother!Sam Golbach

Warnings: Angst, heartbreak, breakup, shit ex-bf, cheating.

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Having a supportive, loving boyfriend was a dream come true to you. Your boyfriend Harry was great at first. He was the best. Always asking if you were comfortable and happy, being sweet, taking you out and all that you could dream. However over the past few weeks, Harry had been getting distance. You two had been dating for three months now and you couldn't understand how quick he changed.

You had just arrived at Harry's place. He had said he was busy today, but his car out front gave you another impression. You used your key to enter his house and the first thing that hit your ears was a moan. A female moan. You tried really hard to think he was just watching something, but as you walked up to his bedroom and pushed the door open only to see your boyfriend and a random girl in the bed, naked, you broke.

"What the fuck!" You screamed, Harry and the girl jumped apart, scrambling to get their clothes.

"You fucking asshole! If you didn't want to date me you should have fucking broke up not be a lowlife and fucking cheat!" You shouted.

"We're done! I hate you!" You added, storming out the house before Harry could even get his pants on.

You rushed home, tears streaming down your face. You were angry, broken and hurt all at once. You couldn't believe him.

When you got home, you ran to your bedroom. Your brother Sam was sat on the sofa on his laptop, when he saw you rush in. He got up and followed you to your room, the broken cries making him worried.

"Y/n, can I come in?" He asked softly, pushing your door open a bit.

"S...Sure." You mumbled through cries.

Sam walked and came over, seeing you laid face down on your bed, cries racked through your body, making him upset too. He sat down and rubbed your back gently.

"What happened?" He asked.

"Harry....He's a fucking dick." You angrily answered.

"What did he do?" Sam questioned.

"Fucking cheated with some other girl!" You shouted, your fists balled up and punched your pillows.

Sam sighed and rubbed your back, helping you calm down for a bit. Once you had slowly stopped crying, the tears silently rolled down your face, he brought you into a tight hug.

"I'm sorry he's a dickhead. I know the right guy is out there for you and sadly, Harry wasn't the one." Sam softly said, rubbing circles on your back still.

"Just hurts." You mumbled, laying your head on his shoulder.

"I know it does. It's going to for a while. Colby and I are here for you okay?" He replied.

You nodded, looking at the photo of you and Harry after your second date. You sighed and slowly got up, placing the photo face down.

"You want a movie and some ice cream?" Sam suggested.

"Yeah, sounds good." You said quietly, going to lay on your bed again.

Sam nodded and headed to grab some ice cream from the freezer before coming back to you. He saw you curled up in your blankets looking for a movie to watch.

"Thank you." You said as he joined your side and passed you the ice cream.

"Your my sister, I'm always going to be here for you. If you want a movie and ice cream you got it. You want me and Colby to beat his ass, you got it. I'm here for you." He said, pulling you in for another tight hug.

You smiled, happy to have Sam as your brother. You knew the heartbreak was going to be painful, but with Sam by your side, it would be better.