#wholesome colin is wholesome

[darlingpeasant]

So when Pen compliments him on his appearance he’s very quick to dismiss it as ‘merely clothing…’ and carry on with their conversation…

But when she compliments him on his writing?

He was all giddy and smiley and SO love-stricken, it’s the highest compliment he could receive, especially from Pen, and all he can do is smile in return, like my guy, we can see you blushing 🥹✨

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

Luke Newton and Nicola Coughlan Taste Test Canadian Chips (x)

[squash1]

adam and ronan be like tehe 🥰 yeah some sometimes we ride around in shopping carts 🥰 and sometimes we go to church 🥰 and Sometimes we frame people for murder 🥰 but other times we just have a night in tehe 🥰🥰🥰

[hufflepotato-18]

the sibling content has been so good

[jazz-berry]

𝕊𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕪 𝕄𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣

Another Colin and daughter drabble <3

platonic fluff

- the daughter’s age can range anywhere from a toddler to a tween -

You wake up with a stuffy nose and a sore throat, feeling awful. There’s no way you can go to school today. You just turn off your alarm and fall back asleep.

Colin heads downstairs after waking up, expecting to see you having breakfast or getting ready for school. But when he realized you were nowhere to be found, he frowns. It's unusual for you to have problems getting up by yourself.

He walks up the stairs and knocks on your bedroom door, his concern growing.

"Sweetheart? Time to get up."

From inside your room, you whine. Hearing the noise only confirms Colin’s suspicions that something was off. He gently pushes open the door, walking inside and finding you in your bed, looking tired and a little pale.

"Sweetie, what’s wrong? Are you not feeling well?" He asks gently, walking over to your bed and sitting down beside you, gently placing his hand on your forehead to feel for any signs of sickness.

You point to your throat and Colin immediately understands. Your father knows how much your sore throat bothers you when you're sick, it's the symptom you hate the most.

"Ah, I see. Your throat’s feeling sore, huh?" He says gently, running his hand through your hair. "And do you feel achy or tired anywhere else, honey?"

You just nod and sniffle, not wanting to speak while your throat is swollen. Colin could see how miserable you look, with your stuffed up nose and sore throat. He gently places the back of his hand against your flushed cheek, feeling how warm it is.

"Poor baby. You’re really not feeling well, are you?" He says softly, his voice filled with concern and affection. "Let me go get you some medicine and something to drink. Just rest here, sweetheart."

With that, the detective walks out of your room and heads back downstairs to the kitchen to grab some medicine to help relieve your sore throat. He returns a few minutes later with a glass of water and liquid medication.

"Here you go, sweetheart.” He said softly, walking over to your bed and handing you the medicine and the glass of water. “This should help with your sore throat. Drink it all, okay?”

You’re happy to have kiddy medicine, it tastes fruity instead of icky. You swallow it and then drink the water afterwards. Colin smiles as he watches you.

"There we go. That wasn't so bad, was it? You're such a good girl," he says, gently stroking your hair and taking the empty glass of water from you.

your tired eyes look up at your father lovingly and you slowly crawl out from under the blanket and lay down on his lap, using him as your pillow instead

Colin chuckles softly as you slowly crawl out from under your blanket and onto his lap, using him as a pillow. It was clear that you sought his comfort and closeness when you weren’t feeling well, and he was happy to provide it to you.

He gently places his hand on your back, rubbing it soothingly as he speaks to you in a soft voice.

"You just want your daddy to be your pillow, huh?"

"Sicky monster" you whisper in a raspy voice, referring to when you were smaller and your father would act like a monster whose goal was to get cuddles and affection.

Colin’s heart melts at your use of the nickname “sicky monster” and the memories it brings back. It was a game he created to cheer you up whenever you were sick.

He chuckles softly, gently patting your head and running his fingers through your hair, pretending to be the “sicky monster” once more.

"Yes, I’m the sicky monster, here to steal all the cuddles from my sick little baby."

You giggle and start trying to crawl away, even though both you and your father are aware that you want him to catch you and smother you with affection.

Colin chuckles in amusement. He acts as if he's going to pounce on you, pretending to be the “sicky monster” pursuing his target. He lunges forward and grabs you playfully, carefully pulling you back onto his lap and smothering you with kisses and affection.

"Aha, I have you now! You’re all mine, my precious sick baby!"

you continue giggling and attempt to squirm away from the kisses. Colin gives you playful smooches all over your cheeks and forehead, enjoying the sound of your giggles and watching you squirm in playful resistance.

"Oh no you don’t, no escaping from the sicky monster!" He says in a mock-menacing voice, holding you firmly in his lap and covering you with kisses while a big smile adorns his face. You stop squirming and look up at your father happily, letting out a soft coo. Even as you grow up, you’re always gonna be his baby

Colin smiles down at you as you stop squirming and look up at him happily, your soft coo filling the room. He ruffles your hair affectionately and gently cups your face in his hand.

"That’s my baby," he says softly, his voice filled with tenderness. "You’ll always be my precious baby, no matter how much you grow. I’ll always be here to take care of you when you’re sick, sweetheart."

"Dada" you coo quietly, not wanting to strain your sore throat. You bring your small hands up to his face and start gently poking and squishing. Colin chuckles softly, feeling a warm and fuzzy feeling spread through him as you bring your small hands up to his face and started gently poking and squishing his cheeks, your touch so innocent and affectionate.

"You like playing with daddy’s face, huh?" he asks amusedly, maintaining a smile on his face as you continued your playful pokes and squishes.

"Handsome daddy" you coo, your innocent eyes showing love and adoration

Colin’s heart swells with warmth and affection at your innocent compliment. You called him “handsome daddy” with such love and adoration in your eyes, it was almost too sweet to bear.

He gently takes your small hands in his own, bringing them to his lips and placing a few kisses on them before speaking in a soft voice. "You flatter me, sweetheart. But you’re the most adorable thing I’ve ever seen."

"Prettiest daddy ever" you murmur. You truly do admire your father. You’re such a sweet daughter.

He smiles down at you, his eyes filled with affection and pride. He's so proud to have such a sweet and loving daughter, who thinks the world of him. Colin gently ruffles your hair, chuckling softly as he responds.

"Thank you, sweetheart. You’re daddy’s cutest and most precious little girl."

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[little-cereal-draws]

ok but nandor walking colin step by step through how to drain people in the gas station was so cute. he really cares abt colin and came up with a really good script for how to get the most energy out of those people. and what he came up with was really annoying and sounded exactly like smth colin would actually say which proves he's been listening to colin all those years well enough to mimic him perfectly. and then he agrees to do laszlo's stupid dangerous machine even though he almost dies. he cares abt colin so much,,,,,

and then at the end, colin giving some of the energy back to nandor,,,,, telling him another interesting story that he's kept as a super deep dark secret that he's never let anyone know. and choosing a story that he knows nandor specifically would like and showing him the knife and everything

idk i just think these same characters from the earlier seasons would never do that for each other; they would both leave the other to die in a heartbeat. i'm so proud of how far the found family has come

[andmineisyellow]

Polin Week Day 1: Songs

It's You I l Like by Fred Rogers

“Pen money,” he mused. “I like that.” She smiled and placed her hand on his. “I like you.” He squeezed her fingers. “I like you, too.”

[andreai04]

…thoughts—just mere thoughts—are as powerful as electric batteries—as good for one as sunlight is, or as bad for one as poison.

[hopelessutopia]

This was not the polin season, if anything it was the peneloise season

[sharlmbracta]

when you go back inside after saving the zora prince instead of following his mom spirit you'll be greeted by these kids vigorously wiping his fever face:

[jarvesque]

to me the funniest thing about Colin saying that the crazy radish priest is his best friend is that it's probably just the truth

I don't think that Colin was saying it to spite his ex Deli, the guy just doesn't have a lot of friends so he has to settle with the senile Raphaniel

[darlingpeasant]

Rip Colin and Penelope, you would’ve loved slow dancing in the kitchen at 2am to old, romantic jazz whilst it rained outside

[geronimomo-spd]

Colin making Paul laugh!! so sweet

[heavensentskies]

Bridgerton Day

[soyboysace]

dilf? no. dilthancotw (dad i'd like to have a nice cup of tea with)

[jazz-berry]

Colin Zabel x daughter (platonic drabble)

Fluff

Colin’s literally my comfort character AND HE DESERVED TO LIVE A HAPPY LIFE AND TO BECOME A DILF

Disclaimer: idk anything about police systems or files, i just wrote this for fun <3

- the daughter’s age can range anywhere from a toddler to tween -

Colin sits at his desk, head down as he works. He's chewing his bottom lip and tapping the tip of his pen against his paper as he thinks. There’s suddenly a knock and he looks up at his office door to see who it is

You.

You’re Colin's daughter. He raised you as a single dad and adores you dearly. The babysitter dropped you off at the police station after picking you up from school.

You look at Colin with your sweet eyes and pitter patter over to him on your small feet. “Dada!”

He perks up as he hears your little footsteps, seeing you run over to him. He stands up and scoops you into his arms, hugging you tight. Despite how tired he looks with dark rimmed eyes and messy hair, he smiles down at you.

"Hey, sweetheart. I missed you." He says in a low murmur, giving you a kiss on your forehead. But despite being just a child, you're very emotionally mature for your age and notice your father's stress. You frown and your big eyes show concern.

You snuggle into his chest as you sit on his lap “I missed you too Dada, do you need help?” you ask sweetly

Colin laughs softly as he sits back down in his chair with you in his lap, rubbing your back with one hand and hugging you. Sometimes he wondered if you were a miniature therapist with the way you could pick up on emotions and express empathy for those around you. He chuckles again and looks down at you with soft eyes.

"It's just some boring work. I'm okay. Thank you, honey-”

“I can help!” you say eagerly, even though you don't understand police work at all. You just admire your dad and wanna be his helper. You've always been a Daddy's girl

Colin smiles warmly at how eager you are to help, even though you're just a sweet little kid who doesn't know a lot about detectives. He sighs and ruffles up your hair before thinking for a moment.

"Well.. if you hold these folders for me and be a good little helper, l'd probably get my work done faster. Can you do that?"

You nod excitedly “Yes Daddy” you climb on top of his desk, being careful of the stacks of paper. You sit criss crossed in the corner and put a folder in your lap, ready to help your father

Colin smiles, watching you with amusement as you get comfortable on the desk and hold a folder in your lap, your small presence and eagerness to help warming his heart. He reaches over to open the filing cabinet and pulls out more files.

"You're such a good helper, sweetheart. Thank you."

As Colin fills out more paperwork, you open the folder in your lap and curiously look at all the files inside. You don't fully understand them, but you notice specific words on each sheet and that they're different colors. Your father's too busy to neatly organize the files so you decide to color code them and rearrange the folder.

it's not until almost an hour later that Colin finishes what he has to do. He takes a moment to rub his eyes before looking over at you. He blinks, noticing that the papers in the folder look different

"Sweetheart, did you... re-arrange the files?"

You nod and get off the desk to show your father. You sit on his lap and open up the folder “First I color coded them, then in each color section I organized them from lowest to highest charges”

You explain innocently, looking up at Colin with your big eyes. Colin is shocked, but also impressed. You're his little girl that can't even make the bed by herself yet, but you were able to rearrange police documents in an orderly system? He's proud

Colin wraps his arms around you, holding you close on his lap and kissing the top of your head with a tender smile.

He chuckles softly, still baffled by your intelligence and the fact that you managed to organize his files for him. He continues to hold you close, admiring your sweet, innocent expression. He shakes his head in disbelief.

"You really are something, sweetheart. You did a better job organizing those files than I ever could. You're so smart."

“I helped Daddy?” you ask softly, your innocent eyes shimmering with hope

Colin smiles warmly at you, his heart melting at the soft tone in your voice as you asked for confirmation of helping him. He chuckles softly and nods, ruffling your hair affectionately before looking down at you with a proud expression.

"Yes, sweetheart. You really helped me. You did a great job re-arranging those files. I'm so proud of you. You're such a smart little helper."

you smile wide, showing off your gummy mouth and few baby teeth. You hug your father and nuzzle into his chest “I love you Dada”

Colin watches as you smile, revealing the cute gaps in your teeth that haven't filled in yet, and his heart melts as he feels you hugging him close and nuzzling into his chest. He warmly returns your embrace, holding you close and running his hand through your hair with a soft smile.

"Oh, sweetheart. I love you too. So, so much."

My second fic everrrrr

Written at midnight so I’m sorry if there’s a lot of errors😭

Hope you enjoyed🩵

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