#c: colin

[void-botanist]

angst prompt time

❛ we just can’t seem to get it right, huh? ❜

Hot off the presses, traumatized dudes Sid and Colin break up for a year and then try getting back together and it goes. questionably. Nothing explicit in this one but it's basically Sid getting his buttons unintentionally pressed and writing it gave me anxiety so I am putting it under a cut lmao

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Colin stopped pacing to press the sides of his hands to his forehead like he was too angry to even look at Sid. Anxiety flooded the pit of Sid’s stomach, overriding his low-level fear with the feeling of bracing for impact.

“Why is this so fucking hard?” Colin’s hands snapped down in front of him for emphasis, and then he started pacing again. “Why is it always like this?”

Sid stared at the floor, squeezing his hands together too hard in his lap. What he wanted to say is that it wouldn’t be like this if Colin wasn’t always like this. So angry. So...scary, honestly. Which felt ridiculous to think when he was a full head taller than Colin, and all Colin ever did to be upsetting was give dirty looks and yell and walk away in the middle of conversations. It shouldn’t hurt the way it did. Colin wasn’t his fucking parents. And yet...he really did sound like them.

Colin paused to look back at him. “Why don’t you ever say anything?” The anger in his voice had turned into a wildness, a desperation, and even worse, an exasperation.

Sid tried to make the words come together honestly. Because it wasn’t true anymore that he didn’t have anything to say—he just couldn’t fathom how to phrase his feelings in a way that wouldn’t make everything worse. No matter what, he wouldn’t be expressing what he really meant, or he would sound too mean, or Colin would jump down his throat about it. Just imagining all the possible results made him want to cry, but he couldn’t even do that, because then he’d also get yelled at. So he stared and felt his breath shudder as he tried to keep himself together. Because he wasn’t allowed to just walk out of the conversation. There was no way he could make his legs do that.

Colin was silent for way too long, but Sid didn’t dare to look at him. Then it would be obvious that there were tears starting to pool in Sid’s eyes despite his best efforts. If Sid just stayed quiet for long enough, this conversion would finally end and he could stop pretending that he didn’t want to bury his face in his pillow and sob.

Colin’s weight settled next to him on the edge of the bed, then a hand appeared on his shoulder.

“Hey,” Colin said, his voice still tense as hell but his tone a lot more gentle.

“Hi,” Sid managed, eyes on the floor.

“Are you okay?”

This would probably be over faster if he just said he was. “No.”

“Well, we have that in common.”

Sid looked over. Colin wasn’t almost crying, but his face was crinkled into something like regret.

“I don’t know why this shit pisses me off so bad,” Colin continued. “I just...I don’t know how to talk to you, it’s just...”

“I don’t know how to talk to you either,” Sid said in that low, neutral voice that always sounded mean and sullen when he used it, but in his body just felt like fear.

“Can you try?” Colin’s sideways look said he wasn’t totally sure he wanted to hear it, but he didn’t say anything else.

Sid weighed his wording options again. “Can you not yell like that?” Something about Colin seemed to pull away and he scrambled to explain. “It just—it stresses me out. It’s hard to talk to somebody if you don’t know whether they’re going to yell.”

“I can try. But you gotta actually talk to me.”

Sid’s heart sank, even though that was the obvious thing for Colin to want. “Okay.”

After a couple seconds of nothing, Colin sighed. “Do you even want to do this? Us?”

Maybe it wasn’t his heart sinking. Maybe it was his entire being. “Why are you asking me that?”

“Because we just can’t seem to get this right,” Colin said without looking at him. “This is at least the second time, the second town, the second planet—and we’re still just...is this even fun anymore? I feel like I’m turning into my fucking mom.”

Sid almost wanted to laugh. “Which one?”

Colin gave him half a smile. “Both of them. So fuck me, I guess.”

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[fcundaticnsofdecay]

status: closed

based: linked in source

with: @hedonistiics

he had no idea why he couldn't seem to help himself. after all he knew that she was exhausted. she had practically told him so over and over again earlier that very day. he had done his best to leave it but then he found himself in the bedroom. at first he had been thinking he would just watch a movie but he kept glancing over at her. the blanket was down to her waist and her tank top had shifted. his hand reached to begin to pull it back but then his fingers brushed against her nipple. he froze but found himself reaching to gently pinch it between his fingers. a near groan fell from him as he began to cup her breast while he dipped his head down to capture one into his mouth, not caring at that point if she woke or not.

[hazelparsons]

location: graveyard with @graveseer-young

Going to the graveyard once a week had been her routine for years now and the fact that her face looked like it had been attacked by a nest of angry bees on steroids would not stop her. Even more so, she had the excuse of having to make up for the visits she missed while on the Ranch. A very needed excuse, since her days at Redwood were spent sulking in her house, convincing herself to go outside and regretting it the instant she got a weird look from someone. The graveyard was good middle ground- some fresh air, no one around to judge.

Almost no one. She saw Colin the moment she entered, but she strangely did not mind his presence. He knew better than to judge- he had been on the Ranch too. "You good?" she asked with a nod as she approached.

[shotandshell]

His skull, surely, had been dealt a grievously heavy blow, for what lay before his eyes defied all earthly belief. Yet, even as she approached, he felt no fear. Her hand was cool against his head, quelling the pounding that had been present since he had awoken.

"I am Colindo of the Sea Guards," he announced, his voice a raw rasp. "The wreckage about us... it was the Azrugimil." His face fell then, his brow furrowed with a sudden, chilling apprehension as he gathered his courage for the next questions, dreading the answers they might yield. "May I know yours? Do you live nearby? Which shore is this?"

How far from home am I?

While it was often to Uinen that the sailors and peoples of Númenórë prayed, urging her to soothe the so-rough waters of the great seas, even if she heeded their cries, not always would she beat Ossë to the ships. Ever he called on the winds to rise, the tides to turn, and the waves to sink. This day, he was particularly active, causing one of the great ships of the isle of Men to crash upon the shores of Middle-earth, utterly broken.

Ossë was not let off without a harsh scolding by his very sister, who had rushed along the next line of incoming waves, her hands extended across the waters to calm them. The dark clouds were scattered, the lapping of water on the shore hushed, as Uinen approached the ship wreck. She hoped that not all had been lost from such rashness by her counterpart.

Her heart began to quail, but then she noticed a figure moving further down the beach. Realizing that it was a human, she glided over the waters toward them. At first, she thought that it was perhaps a man, but then she was comforted at seeing that it was in fact a boy!

The maia paused as she heard his cry for help, but her long years of heeding such cries, bid her answer. She moved onto the shore of the seas with the waves, blending into them with hair and body, until she landed on the sand in a form perhaps more comforting to a mortal.

She slowly approached the boy, kneeling down beside him to assess his state. When she saw the gash and blood on his forehead, she rested a wet hand over it gently. "It is all right, little one," she soothed, remaining as serene as the waters had become around her. "I am here to help thee. What is thy name?" she asked him, attempting a distraction as she focused energy to her hand, to heal his wound with the waters of her realm.

[thelosercenter]

hey sorry your boyfriend is in the computer. yeah it broke him down into his base elements and deleted them one by one. yeah his hand got schlorped into the computer. sorry about that

[watsonsfelton]

CUTIE COLIN BRIDGERTON (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧ | Bridgerton | 3.06

[isabela-merceds]

oh colin

for two and a half seasons, we've seen this man go from nearly marrying a woman who was lying to him, to travelling the world, to changing his whole personality and sleeping with random women to fit in, and the one constant is trying to find 'purpose'. and then penelope happens and everything is bright and beautiful.

and then:

this breaks my heart, our hearts, and penelope's heart because his self worth comes into it and he believes he needs to protect her and if he's not doing that, what is he good for? when really truly all penelope wants is him as he is and he can't see it. not yet. like oh baby boy, it's going to be okay i promise.

[fcundaticnsofdecay]

colin had done his best to be patient with her. after all he hadn't wanted to screw it all up. that was why he was so pleased that she had opened up in such a way. plus it had allowed him to know that she was willing to let him try new things. he knew that she was exhausted but he craved more. things were taking on a different tone compared to the previous night. he chuckled as she wiggled beneath him and seemed to perk up a bit more," you promise?" his tone was teasing but he allowed her to pull him into a kiss. his tongue dragged along her lips before seeking hers out. he barely nodded in agreement as he reached down to begin to tease her clit," i'll always make you feel good, i promise."

With her past partners Piper felt they were too timid to explore each other's sexual nature. Now with Colin she felt encouraged to try new things and trusted him to care for her afterwards. Which is why now she wasn't nervous about letting him do as he pleased with her. Especially since this felt more relaxed compared to what they had done earlier. The kisses along her neck made her squirm against him sitting up in the bed more. "You can do what you want with me," she purred moving her hands through his hair pulling him in for a soft kiss. "And I know it's gonna feel so fucking good too," he hummed pecking his lips again before laying back down in the bed.

[filmreveries]

The Lobster (2015) dir. Yorgos Lanthimos

[dollypopup]

Give it up for the 4 out of 8 Bridgerton siblings who are gay as fuck

[void-botanist]

I got so enchanted by this idea that it's pretty much canon now: maybe two or three years after AOM, Colin says "fuck this" and moves back to Rade, but this time to Aephar (he's from Liepes), where he falls in with Nell and Bess and starts a band with them. So here's Nell and Colin, who I imagine sounding like Pat Benatar and (trans) Joan Jett, respectively.

[misaligncdarchive]

he could have found someone else and he knew it. something about her though just called to him. colin wasn't clueless and knew that she had moved on. she could be with the other man all she wanted but she would always be his. he merely stared at her, keeping his expression neutral," what it used to entail before." his tone was filled with amusement but he reached to take the photos back. he slid them back into the folder and he sat back," fine," he told her," but i think we should test out this new relationship, don't you?" deep down he knew it didn't matter what she wanted," and how about we do that with you getting on your knees for me?"

her shoulders drooped slightly at the realization of what he wanted from her, frustration brewing within her at the predicament she's found herself in. both her boyfriend and her father were dangerous men, involved in things that could get anyone killed. to shame her father...for her boyfriend to find out, it made shame brew in her belly. her gaze rises to meet colin's then. "and what does having me to yourself entail?" and she hated the way that even though she'd told herself it wasn't healthy, there was a tinge of heat low in her belly at the knowledge that he'd go this far to have her. "i don't want to see myself like that."

[deathlesssaints]

colin ford suggested by @writingplant

(c) deathless saints.

[likeafantasy]

DEXTER REWATCH — 6.09 GET GELLAR Have you ever wanted to wipe everything clean and start your whole life all over again?

[pensbridge]

obsessed with the probability that Anthony spent all of part 1 neglecting his viscount duties in favor of being with his wife to how he'll leave the bed to question Colin on his compromised sex acts with Lady Whistledown

[deercliff]

Two more song weeks (thing I'm doing with my DnD squad)! The first one was picked by my buddy falla who i dooon't think is on tumblr and the second by @scramblespots. i forgor to label the second one its The Plan (Fuck Jobs) by the Front Bottoms