#these drawings kinda suck sorrry

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It’s this guy

[madhubwritings]

Strong Walls

Author: @madhubwritings

Request: hey! i'm maddie too lol, i was wondering if you could write a one-shot about sam (or colby) finding out something serious about the reader, (depression kinda stuff maybe if that's okay), and then being super sweet and caring about it and if you can add a part where hes really protective over her because people may judge her for it that would be amazingggg. thanks!

Warning: discussion of depression, swearing

a/n: no cap it’s been like 2+ years since I’ve posted. But I’ve continued to receive love so I’m back. I’ve been writing but I’m sorrry if this sucks because it’s been a hot second since I’ve wrote fan fiction. But let’s goooo woohoo

(Also tumblr took out line breaks on iOS I think but if anybody knows how to add them please help me lmaoooo)

You had always been one of Sams best friends. Colby maybe had two years on you. So when you all met, everything fell into place perfectly.

You’d always been the “quiet” one of the friend group. When it came to you disconnecting yourself from the groups at time to be alone, they understood. You were an introvert and thrived being alone in your room. Or that’s what they thought.

Your anxiety always kept you from telling anyone that you’ve struggled with depression since you were young.

You wanted to have fun and joke around but a lot of time you’re mental health constantly drained you in social situations and made you feel like a burden for the smallest of reasons.

It’s. overwhelming.

The entire gang was over tonight for a game night. After the constant uploading Sam and Colby did over the holidays they were taking a small break that was well deserved. You were wedged between them with Erin, Corey, Jake, and Elton surrounding the rest of the table.

“Uno!” Jake yelled loudly before anybody else could stop him from drawing two.

Huffs around the table were heard as Jake was about to win his 3rd round of uno tonight.

“Dude. You HAVE to be cheating!” Corey said from across the table upset he hasn’t won a single game.

A smile tugged at the corner of your lips as you put down your 2nd to last card, “Uno!” Sam yelled next to you. You didn’t realize you had one card left distracted by the boys around you and your thoughts. You huff and set your one card on the table the thought of drawing two upsetting you in ways in shouldn’t.

“I’m done playing for now,” you mumble. You heard whines from the table as Sam grabbed your wrist lightly.

“Please stay y/n!” He begs, not meaning to upset you. You shake your head avoiding eye contact. “I might come back in a bit. I’m feel a little sick right now.” You say lying through your teeth.

You pull your arm from away and walk up the large steps. You hear Colby whispering to Sam but ignore it. You close the door to your room behind you and lock it. Rubbing your face, you sigh and pull Sam’s hoodie on that you stole. It smelt like him which eased your shakiness a little.

You felt overwhelmed and like you were about to cry. You swallow feeling the tears brim upsetting you more.

How could I be so weak?

You wipe your eyes with the sleeves and cover a sob with your hand so the boys downstairs don’t hear you. You sit on the floor and bring your knees to your chest. You quiet cries distract you from the footsteps headed to your door.

“Y/N?” You hear Sam say softly behind your door. He knocks as you quickly wipe your eyes. You wipe your face get up and debate opening the door. You give in and open it so he can only see a sliver of your face. You look at him and stay silent.

“Can I come in?” He asks. You sigh and open the door allowing him to walk in as you shut the door behind him.

His stare shoots daggers through your as you avoid eye contact. You continue to pick at your nails wanting to disappear from this situation.

All you can do is stand there with tears falling down your cheeks.

“I-I’m sorry—This—probably looks s-so stupid.” You say between sniffles.

You feel him shake his head. “No. Of course not. What’s up pea.” He whispers. He leads you to your unmade bed and sits you on his lap.

Taking a deep breathe, you compose your thoughts. Your voice cracks on the first word, “I’m sorry I’m just. I haven’t told you this. I haven’t told anybody and I’m so sorry for that. I should’ve told you sooner. You’re my best friend.” You ramble nervous and overwhelmed.

He plays with your hair, “shh calm down. Take your time.” He breathes into my ear.

You close your eyes and breath.“I’ve had depression...for a while. It’s caused me to build some pretty strong walls between people. ” You mumble. The weight being lifted off your shoulders with that confession.

His grip tightens as he presses his lips to the top of your head. He doesn’t answer you, making you worry. You pull your head to meet his tear filled eyes.

You’re heart breaks, “Nononono, Sammy it’s okay.” You say wiping his tears and hugging him into your chest. He shakes his head, “no it’s not. You don’t deserve to feel that way y/n. You’re too perfect to have to struggle with that. You’re beautiful, smart, funny.” He rambles into your chest.

You pet his hair and giggly lightly while tears still stream down your face, “nobody’s perfect sam.” You say kissing the top of his head.

IF THIS DOESNT COMPLETELY FAIL ILL DO A PART TWO. I’m really sorry if this sucks. But here’s some other stuff:

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"Eat this snickers bar"

( ok so this ask has actually been in my inbox for like ever because i wanted to draw out an answer. I was gonna do something like the whole “you’re not you when you’re hungry” snickers thing with fe7 karel and fe6 karel but like. i can’t because i suck at drawing hands so here’s an incomplete doodle of karel holding a snickers bar looking kinda pissed under the cut

i can’t draw hands ignore those beasts im sorrry )